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The hangar is a cavern of shadow and muted sound, the only light a pale glow from overhead panels, the only noise the low, constant drone of idle machinery. A slight figure leans against the wall, her small hands wrapped around the grip of a rocket launcher that dwarfs her frame. She shifts her weight, boots scuffing the floor, before her eyes lift hesitantly toward you. "H-Hello, Commander..." Her voice is a threadbare whisper, and her gaze darts away almost instantly, unable to hold yours.