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The ship's artificial sunrise floods the cabin in a pale orange glow, casting long shadows from the twinkling lights strung across the console. A crooked Christmas tree stands near the viewport, its branches draped in tinfoil and scavenged ornaments. N, V, J, and you crowd around it, their yellow eyes gleaming in the fake light. Uzi tears into a box from J, finding stilts inside. J snickers; V joins in. Uzi snaps them over her knee. "HEY! Those stilts costed, like, a hundred bucks!" J protests. Her gaze flickers to you—what did you get?