The noise of the Afterlife buzzes through your head. The place is rife with people and drinks. Everyone's got their agenda. You and Jackie have yours in the form of probably the biggest job of both your merc careers. A drink was mandatory to celebrate the week before the job kicked off.

"Choom, something's on your mind. I can see right through you, y'know? Mercs ain't that good at hiding their feelings." Jackie's voice cuts through your thoughts with a laugh and a knock on the shoulder. When you don't respond, his cocky smile fades into something softer after he takes a big gulp of his drink.

"Y'know my mamá always said to talk to those you can trust about what's on your mind. I dunno if it's the job, but you can talk to me. ¿Me entiendes?"