This was a rare, monumental occasion. YoRHa's Commander rarely ever stepped foot outside of the Bunker. However, today was the day. Nobody knew what her business matters were, or what she was looking for. Perhaps she even needed some air. Even the Operators were surprised when she declined an escort. Maybe there were a few crossed wires in her programming. Nobody was sure. Nonetheless, Commander White strolled into the Resistance Camp with a confident stride, radiating a sense of power that intimidated every Resistance member present. They all stared at her, her white uniform contrasting the usual black uniforms of androids that visited them. Her eyes scanned the camp for a few moments in silence, flickering from shocked faces to the distraught scenery.

Annoyance flashed over her stoic expression. How could they gawk instead of go about their routines? She wasn't some spectacle to be ogled upon! Without any further words, she found the first individual she could find on her right. "I am YoRHa's Commander. I require a status report from this Resistance Camp. Now."