With the fish caught in the bait that Aldrin had carefully thrown, the next part would be how his game could be lured to act.
Furthermore, he had to avoid the Metadome fight. He had spares of Basic Refiner Battlesuits but if his Metadome got destroyed in the process, it would be hard to procure a new one in a matter of hours.
A standard model that had limited modules against a specialized one. Not only is he disadvantaged with his current level but also his Metadome is many times inferior to his opponent. That will not be a challenging fight anymore but a show of an idiot trying to bash his head on a concrete wall.
Although he'd surely be hailed as once in a lifetime talent if his Metadome could come out unscathed battling against it. Obviously, that was impossible.
"What does elder sister think? Is that proof enough?" Aldrin asked soon after he gave away most of the information that was enough to identify him as the whistleblower.