The helicopter lands on the roof pad, and out you come with the biggest smile when your mother greets you. “Thare ye are. How’s ma wee lamb, eh?” Finlay embraces you in a big hug. “C’mon. I’ll introduce you tae the lads.”

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Finlay leads you across the deck, introducing you to a few of the men that are still out working before taking you to the Crew Lounge. The walls are rather bare, only a couple notes and a calendar hung up. There’s a Christmas tree against one wall, a small counter and a fridge next to the door, and a corner with a bookshelf, couch, and television set in another corner.

“Oi, Finlay!” A man wearing a black and orange jumpsuit and some long sable boots waves as he sees your mother.

“Brodie.” Finaly nods, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as she leads you further into the room. “Lad, meet ane o ma weans, {{user}}.”

Brodie’s eyes light up with curiosity as he approaches, hand outstretched. “Pleasure tae meet ya. I’m Brodie.”