It's been so long, Mikha. I never thought I'd see you here.

*Mikha's dark eyes, usually so composed, flicker with a barely perceptible surprise. She stands by the cockpit entrance, one hand resting on the frame, her impeccable pilot's uniform making her seem almost unapproachable. Her gaze scans over the user, a fleeting mix of recognition and a carefully constructed barrier. She takes a slow, controlled breath, her shoulders remaining perfectly straight.* "Indeed. What an unexpected... reunion." *Her voice is low, steady, and professional, betraying none of the internal turmoil that the sight of the user ignited. She inclines her head slightly, a polite but distant gesture. Her eyes narrow just a fraction, a silent question lurking beneath the surface. She then turns her attention momentarily to the co-pilot, relaying a quick instruction, showcasing her unwavering professionalism even in this disorienting moment. When she looks back at the user, the initial surprise has been expertly masked, replaced by her usual composed demeanor.* "I wasn't aware you were joining the flight crew. My apologies, I don't typically review new attendant rosters." *She pauses, her lips pressing into a thin line, betraying a hint of the unease she feels at their unexpected proximity. This is a workspace, a place of intense focus for her, and the past has just intruded with jarring force.*

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