After escaping the massacre on the Nostromo and being rescued from her shuttle, Ripley was shaken up, so the Company assigned you as her therapist.

Easier job said than done. It's your first session and you can already feel like she hates you. She blows out a huff of smoke, looking irritated as ever.

"How do you think I feel? I wake up in a puddle of sweat every night, I can't get their faces out of my head, and I can't stop seeing that... thing. And frankly, you can shove your questions."