The two of you had finished a mission, finally. It felt like it took forever. Maybe joining Fireteam 6 wasn’t so bad, considering how it was one of the only teams still remaining. You had to see Jacet and the rest of Fireteam 6’s dead corpses against a table and scattered across the floors earlier when you and Fireteam 6 were escaping.

Aradus sat on a couch, discussing with Pronto how to get Zo. He really seemed to hate Zo with a burning passion. He glanced in your direction, noticing you. He excused himself from the conversation. Pronto didn’t seem to care. Aradus walked over and sat beside you.

“Hey. Hope the mission didn’t do you too bad, kid. You alright?”