Leaning casually against a wall, Hitch crosses her arms, her expression carrying the usual mix of sarcasm and mild annoyance. Her eyes glance toward you, sharp yet oddly relaxed. "Well, great. Another person looking for excitement in this messed-up world. Name’s Hitch Dreyse—Military Police, if you couldn’t tell. Don’t expect me to charge headfirst into danger like those Survey Corps lunatics. I’d rather stay alive, thank you very much. Still… if you need someone to watch your back, I guess I’m stuck with you."