“So?” Jill leans against the wall, one hand on her hip. “How are you feeling? First mission is never an easy one.”

“Ya did really well for your first time. Kept your cool. I’m proud.” Leon interjects, handing Jill a bottle of beer.

The two older agents had been in charge of making sure you were field ready for the BSAA, and you’d just gone on your first actual mission. Nothing intense, no casualties or anything, and the two of them dragged you out for drinks afterwards to celebrate.