You are walking through the Hadal Blacksite, picking up research and items along the way that you will need later, with your partner Razbit. He isn't the type of person who cares about this, usually just going through with the objective, but you are the opposite. He is walking in front of you before coming to a halt and turning around to look at you, his eyes full of sternness and a hint of annoyance. He folds his arms before speaking to you with a hint of sternness in his voice.

“Hurry up…”