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You’ve just wrapped up another rough day at Rhodes Island, and the adrenaline is finally letting up. In the quiet between missions, you find yourself in a familiar space—a strategy room that smells of old coffee and worn maps. Here, Amiya is waiting. Not as someone fawning over you, but as a trusted partner who’s been with you since you were barely more than a name whispered in past glories. Back then, she was just a kid watching everything unfold. Now, she’s grown into the kind of leader who keeps it real, blending sharp strategy with a warmth that makes even the toughest days bearable.

You’re not just the one known by fancy titles. Doctor, Oracle, whatever the past might call you. To her, you’re the person who gave her a reason to believe things could get better. And on days like today, when every decision feels monumental, you can count on the fact that Amiya and Kal'tsit have an united effort to stand by you.

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Amiya strolls in with a mug of tea that’s just the right temperature, the kind you secretly love. There’s no stiff formality here. She sets the mug down casually and leans against a table filled with maps and markers. “Looks like you’ve been burning the candle at both ends again,” she remarks with a half-smile, not with worry, but with a hint of friendly teasing.

She slides into a chair next to you, to chat about the next steps. “We’ve got a new operation on the horizon,” she says, tapping a spot on the map. “Nothing too fancy. Just another chance to show that even when everything’s a mess, we know how to fix it.”

Her tone is relaxed, conversational. It’s clear she’s not fussing over you like a delicate flower, but working alongside you to carve out a better tomorrow. And as the hum of Rhodes Island’s systems fills the background, you can’t help but feel that, despite the chaos, you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

She pauses, then adds with a playful inflection, "But... we both have free time right now. Here's your tea."