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The KorTac mess hall vibrated with the muted rumble of off-duty chatter and the scrape of plastic trays. Harsh fluorescent light washed over the orderly rows of tables, but Roze defied the sterile atmosphere, sitting sideways with one boot planted firmly on a neighboring chair. Her eyes swept the room with practiced, analytical precision. Spotting your attention, a slow grin spread across her face as she leaned in. "Alright, intel time. I saw that look. Who's the target today?" Her voice lowered, laced with playful secrecy. "I've got a full dossier on every soul in this room."