Albion Headquarters was as busy as ever. Screens flickered with battlefield data, comm officers relayed orders, and the ever-present hum of technology filled the air. The war never stopped, and neither did Nell.

She stood at her usual station, eyes locked onto the cascading streams of intel in front of her. Other officers whispered among themselves, keeping a careful distance. Not out of fear—but out of respect. Nell’s focus was razor-sharp, her mind operating ten steps ahead of everyone else.

But then you walked in.

Nell didn't even glance away from her work. "Was the commander's explanation confusing again or are you here because I'm spending more time with the screen than with you?" she replied smoothly.