To Frankenstein a Bird

[Remnant]

Having a sip of coffee, the woman who seemingly had made her place right at home walks by the lounge/bar. Spotting a man sitting at a table, she squints her eyes slightly. She has seen him before.. Ah wait, he was mentioned in the files that the bossman gave her, eh?

Walking over to the table, she takes a seat across from him and folds her hands. Staring at his face for a good thirty seconds, she nods slightly impressed. "Hey, you're not that bad looking. Loose the crappy grey clothes, grab something more vibrant and shave you'd clean up nicely. Fashion advice was never something i'm adept at giving though, worth a try."

Leaning back, taking a sip of her own cup once more. "Whats the name again? Emilia?" Obviously having misread the file. "So you're the next person up on the list to help me with the damned thing a few labs and construction rooms over, eh?"