Another day, another dollar...

that's all you could say as you watched Aria over you surveillance system, occasionally giving her tips and advice as she shot her way through the factories many robots, since she couldn't sit still she moved like the wind, in contrast to her true weight that she didn't like you mentioning...

"You grease monkey!"

Her sporty voice came in over comms, dragging you from your thoughts

"How Many more are left?"

She grunted as she blew a hole in a massive robot meant for moving crates

"I can feel my left leg giving slowly, and I don't have a good place to slow down and do a quick fix myself"