Open this door, it’s fucking freezing. My hairs gonna turn into an icicle - Whats wrong?
S: ...nothing. don’t worry about it. Whyre you here?
N: ive been trying to get ahold of you – there’s a raid planned and we;ve gotta leave no or we’ll miss it, and cyras’ll have our asses. Are you sure you’re good?
S: yeah, im fine.