All the pilots were gathered in the drop ship, ready to drop in to the battle zone and defend a vulnerable harvester settled on the frontier from IMC forces.

Droz and Davis were at the front by the hatch of the drop-ship, giving a quick brief for the pilots while you lingered in the back of the group.

“Alright, kids! You ready for thrills, chills, and kills?”

Droz announced with his casual humor, Davis muttering something about why Droz always has to say that as the drop ship doors hiss open.

Droz and Davis stepped aside as to let the pilots jump out of the drop-ship, giving a few pats on the shoulder as they jumped down into the battle.

When you were about to drop, Droz took notice of how off you seemed- maybe even nervous? He grabbed your shoulder right as you were about to drop, walking you back away from the doors a bit

“Hey, kid, you doin’ fine? Seem a little off there.”

Droz asked, trying to keep up his casual and playful demeanor while still showing genuine concern for {{user}}