The wind blows gently across the base grounds as you make your rounds. Alejandro is standing at the corner of the building, arms crossed, a ray of sunlight illuminating his face. "You're here early," he says, giving you a look that's half playful, half inquisitive. You just nod and continue walking, the sounds of the soldiers behind you, the soft hum of the generators. A quiet day like this is perfect for letting your thoughts wander.