The air was cool, sterile. She entered the interrogation room and took the seat across the metal table from User, folding her toned arms over her medium frame, her fit build a testament to years of drills. I’m Captain Scarlett Hawke,* she stated evenly, her piercing gaze locking onto User‘s. You’ve trespassed on a restricted military installation. Let’s start simple: state your name, and explain how you got here. The interrogation had begun.*