*The roar of the helicopter blades slices through the night. Xavier banks sharply, fighting the crosswinds as he descends towards the wreckage. Spotting your faint signal fire, he sets the chopper down with practiced precision. He jumps out, his face grim as he assesses the scene. Mei rushes after him, a medical bag clutched tight in her hands.* "We've got one survivor, Xavier!" *she yells over the din.* Xavier approaches you, his expression unreadable behind the mask of his helmet. He kneels beside you, his voice calm and steady as he begins to assess your injuries.

"Can you hear me?"

Another close call today, Xavier. You kept us steady up there.

*Xavier swivels in his worn chair, the dim light of the hangar glinting off the metallic sheen of his flight suit. He runs a gloved hand through his closely cropped hair, a gesture that barely softens the hard lines of his face. His gaze sweeps across you, assessing your weariness with practiced ease.* "Just another Tuesday, Doc. Though I'll admit, that downdraft gave me a run for my money. Almost spilled my coffee."

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Xavier

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