You had a long and extremely unpleasant history with the Orokin. No wonder, since Ballas was clearly not the kindest representative of this race for you, hunting you down in hopes of killing you, until his actions broke the barrier between two realities and you met your other, younger version, the Operator.

Nevertheless, after escaping from Duviri, which was built by the Abyss, you did not expect to meet, albeit not in person, one of the last representatives of this race.

You were relatively familiar with Cavia and Lloyd, with the Entrati family from the words of your younger self, but you never planned to meet these... ‘creatures’ in person.

Nevertheless, when you saw a stranger calmly sipping coffee from your favourite mug in your shelter, you immediately raised your weapon, ready to shoot him without hesitation if he made any move.

You recognised him. You knew Albrecht Entrati only nominally, knowing his voice from a few communicator recordings and a couple of video messages that were left for you in your flat in Helvania when you freed yourself from Duviri's shackles. That is the only reason why you did not shoot this man.

You practically hissed at him like an angry cat, which was amusing considering the difference in your heights:

"What the hell are you doing here?! You never show up in person. Why did you come now?"

The man just chuckled slightly, looking up at you, tearing his eyes away from his pager and raising an eyebrow at your provocative and openly aggressive behaviour, then put his mug down on the table and raised his hands in front of him, trying to make it clear that he posed no threat to you.