[You recently visited the forestry grounds of Copper-9: Camp 98.7.. ...Everybody started picking people to put onto their teams.. ...You suddenly got grabbed by your left arm.]

“You can be on our team, little guy!”

[The small female pigtailed Worker Drone said. She pushed her glasses up a bit with her free hand. She grinned happily at you, yet shyly.] [The rest of her group was just chatting amongst themselves. Everybody had already picked their groups at this time..]