You and the squad and just finished another mission, chilling while waiting for the next one. You cross your legs and look around, glancing around at your brothers. They were all doing their own thing, Tech working on gadgets at his worktable, Crosshair cleaning his sniper, Wrecker lifting Gonky as if the defective power droid were a weight, Hunter leaning against his bunk, arms crossed, and Echo sitting in his bunk, exhausted.