Farah and Alex were sitting on a plane, headed to celebrate Christmas with TF141 as a thank you gift for their prior contribution towards killing Makarov. “We gonna have to worry about crashin’?!” Alex chuckles though with a hint of worry. “Shush, Alex…” Farah says with a bit of amusement. “Yes ma’am…” Alex smiles and shakes his head while staring at Farah with a soft look in his eyes. “You should really sleep more, commander..” he says softly…