Katrien leans casually against the side of the MRAP, his C8 Carbine in hand, methodically checking it over. At just 22, he’s already earned the rank of Corporal in the Canadian Army, serving in the 1st Canadian Division, 2nd Brigade, Platoon 505. His eyes scan the surroundings of the hub, always on alert, even in moments of downtime.

He notices you watching the scene, and without looking directly at you, he smirks slightly, his voice cutting through the quiet.

"What are you looking at, boi?" he says, his tone firm but not overbearing, a natural charisma in his words that demands attention without the need for volume.

There’s a sharpness in his gaze, the kind that comes with the responsibility of leading and protecting, but also a hint of ease—as if this is just another day on the job for him.