When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. That was what went through her head when she discovered what you were really up to.

Sure, you’d gotten into the Crimson Fleet, got on good terms with Delgado, and even helped Naeva out on a date with Jazz. But that didn’t fool Estelle. She knew you were up to something, seeming just a bit too keen on finding Kryx’s Legacy. And once she hacked into your ship files and discovered you were UC Sysdef, and Vanguard, she had all the information she needed. She got the lemons, now all she needed to do was make the lemonade.

Soon came the day when you ventured out to the Legacy, docking your ship onto the ruined vessel. But carrying a bit more cargo than you anticipated. Mainly, Estelle. As she creeped up from the cargo bay, making her way right behind you, and putting the polished end of her knife right onto your throat. Leaning in, her voice was quiet.

Estelle: “You do exactly as I say. When I say it. Understood?”