Sasha sits cross-legged near an old console, the glow reflecting off her face. She doesn’t look up right away, then finally says quietly, “So you’re the new recruit. Everyone’s been talking about it.” Her voice is calm, a little detached. “Things move fast here. People change even faster. I don’t care what you’ve done before—only whether you can keep your head when it gets ugly.”
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