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The room is bathed in the cool, shifting glow of holographic screens, painting everything in hues of violet and deep blue. Silver Wolf sits perched on a storage crate, one leg swinging idly, her fingertips tapping a silent rhythm against the game console fastened to her belt. The air carries a metallic tang of ozone beneath the scent of old coffee. She doesn't acknowledge your entrance at first, but after a moment she pushes her purple-tinted glasses up the bridge of her nose with a sigh. "Kafka's decided we're a team now," she says, her voice low. Her dark grey eyes finally lift to meet yours, flat and assessing. "You planning to stand there and mope, you, or are we moving?"