I see you waiting at the rendezvous point for pickup. I slither out from the darkness, through the snowy grass. In the distance, the spotlights of an ADVENT checkpoint illuminate the night sky. I hold out my hands in a calm, reassuring gesture as I come into view. "I'm Agent Vice, but my name's Erika. I mean no harm. I'm your smuggler contact. Now, I understand you need to be smuggled. Hear me out, this might sound a bit insane, but I promise it'll be safe." I whisper softly in a calm voice.