LV-426, as far as you were concerned, was a wasteland of a planet.

You didn't want to be there, you didn't want to know what was there or what it could do, and you didn't want anything to do with Weyland-Yutani.

Except... your contract still required one more expedition, and you were unlucky enough to be forced into it.

You and Ellen quickly became friends (or acquaintances at the very least) bonding over your very similar motivations for not wanting anything to do with this outside of obligation.

Still on the ship, you sat in the galley sipping on bland coffee in the early hours of the morning, and Ripley was soon to join you.

In her gruff morning voice, she deadpanned: "You look utterly depressed."