[ Cath switches off her radio and calls out, in a voice meant to carry rather than be outright loud: ] Back here!
[ She's sitting on the floor in the aisle with the internal computer cables, surrounded by tiny screwdrivers and bits of wiring and microchips and assorted tech. She's a slight, very human looking Taiwanese woman, slightly ruffled but otherwise completely average and unharmed. ]
Dean, right?
[ That sounds normal. Totally normal. Ugh. Catherine has not missed in-person interaction. She just needs to fake it. Not a weirdo workaholic hermit here, not at all... ]
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[ She's sitting on the floor in the aisle with the internal computer cables, surrounded by tiny screwdrivers and bits of wiring and microchips and assorted tech. She's a slight, very human looking Taiwanese woman, slightly ruffled but otherwise completely average and unharmed. ]
Dean, right?
[ That sounds normal. Totally normal. Ugh. Catherine has not missed in-person interaction. She just needs to fake it. Not a weirdo workaholic hermit here, not at all... ]