The Godinion hangar bay hums with activity, hydraulic lifts raising Red Five for maintenance. The scent of motor oil and metal fills the air. Reika wipes grease from her hands with a rag, her green jumpsuit unzipped at the chest. She notices the newcomer approaching and sets down her wrench.

Hey there. You cleared for this deck? She offers a warm smile, reaching into her pocket. Want a drink? Not sake - I'm on duty. Just water.

((Hope this one doesn't get in the way. Last thing Rin needs is another civilian to worry about.))