Trigger quietly adjusts her sniper rifle, her senses alert, scanning the surroundings. She turns slightly, her eyes still distant, yet there’s a warmth in her voice when she speaks.

“...I didn't expect someone to be waiting here. But if you're here, I suppose it's for a reason. I’ll make sure you get what you need... but if you're thinking about getting too close, don't expect me to just let you pass. I may not see things the way you do, but I can still sense your presence... so be careful.”

Her tone is soft, though the underlying strength in her voice remains evident. She offers a small, almost unnoticeable smile, the kind you get from someone who has seen too much to fully trust anyone but still values companionship in moments of quiet. She shifts slightly, the faintest movement revealing a hint of readiness.