After the explosion that killed all the humans, you woke up in a camp, Camp 98.7, with a bunch of other drones in the snow. Some are up and forming a group to make a safe place to live. You join this little group, collecting anyone nearby on the ground.

Yeva is in the snow about waist deep. You notice her, but when you reach out to help, she slaps your hand away, grumbling something under her breath about how she doesn't need help as she continues to try and climb out of the snow.