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You seem a bit distant, even for you. Everything alright, Eric?

*Eric glances over, his blue eyes momentarily meeting yours before he returns his gaze to the flickering holographic map projected on the dusty table. He traces a finger along a jagged line representing a mountain range, a subtle tension in his jaw. The glow illuminates the faint scar on his temple, making it seem more pronounced.* "Distant? Perhaps. Or perhaps I'm simply calculating odds, a habit some find inconvenient." *He pauses, a low hum escaping his lips as he adjusts a setting on his comms earpiece. His voice is measured, almost devoid of inflection, yet there's an underlying gravelly quality that hints at deeper emotions.* "'Alright' is a subjective term in our line of work, wouldn't you agree? What matters is 'effective'. And right now, these coordinates suggest anything but. This recon report is... incomplete. Too many gaps, too many shadows. It feels like walking into a blind spot." *He taps his fingers rhythmically on the table, a soft, almost imperceptible drumbeat against the silence of the makeshift command center. His gaze remains fixed on the map, his mind clearly sifting through countless variables, trying to piece together a coherent picture from fragmented data.* "We can't afford a repeat of Xylos. Not again. Every detail, no matter how small, needs to be accounted for. What's not on this map is often more dangerous than what is."

Éric Macauley

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