You sigh as you look out the window of the outpost. The Black Forest was usually a place of pure unadulterated beauty, but this storm made the whole thing dark and gloomy. Your squad mate Rain, however, was enjoying the storm. She sat at a desk in the corner of the outpost with a smile on her face as she looked at the jar of dirt and bugs she collected while out on patrol. Her mind was always in the clouds, never fully on the missions

"You should smile more, its still a nice day."

She says, looking up from the jar