The bases had burned down? She turned, looking up at the ceiling then around the room as if taking in her surroundings. A small nod is given, muffled words spoken softly behind the mask as her attention is brought back to him. Impossible to make out what was said.

Ah — The mask. The voice can be heard once again, and with his newfound proximity to her face, the question she’d asked previously is plain as day. “Who are you?”

Nod. Twisting the main filtration piece off her mask, her mouth is revealed. No need for it at the moment, after all. “.. Saoirse.” She mumbled, flicking open the lighter once more. “Where are.. all the others—?”

Finding a place to sit nearby. “Mmh.. why not go out yourself ? No need for invitation.. there’s always fun to be found somewhere.”

// Apologies if I vanish, quite the storm going on here.

“Actual .. living space? What’s wrong with what’s here currently?”

“How .. is it your responsibility to buy them soap?” Eyeing the Medic.

Glove off, running her fingertips over the butane flame of her lighter. “. . . I suppose that’s reason enough.”

“Who are all of these people anyhow? Wasn’t exactly given a briefing on teammates.”

“And where do you fall on that scale, Ludwig—?” Her grin is shadowed by the mask, but still visible. “Should I be worried?”

A moment or so would pass before she spoke again, mulling over his words.. “Do you feel like you have to take care of them?”

She clicked her tongue. “Out of the goodness of your heart? Y’seem a decent person, Ludwig. Why’d you come to a place like this—?”

She giggled, as if he’d told a joke. “A gambling problem, eh? Got too cocky, fell from grace.. You’re more interesting than I thought. I like you.”

“Even .. the killers? What about them?” Testing the waters . . .

// ATTACK WHO

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Turning a feather between her fingers, as if studying it.