Ava casually munched on some jerky as she lifted her Nachtfeuer into the air without incident, haven't not eaten since yesterday morning After circling the airfield, waiting for the rest of the squadron, she leveled out next to the Old Fart inside the formation. She took this opportunity to get a good look at everyone's aircraft. Yesterday, she had stayed in the air a bit longer, just to triple check that everything was safe before landing. By the time she had touched down, everyone was too exhausted or busy with repairs to chat with about their aircraft. She smiled warmly as she gazed at each aircraft. They all had their own personality, little details that revealed things about the pilots who flew them. 

Her headset came to life after a brief moment of silence. It was her supposed flight lead, Roland, checking in. "This is Falke, I read you Hauptmann and I got a question for you." Ava responded. "Vhere ve going... this, "New Haven". Vhat exactly is this place? It's a supposed paradise in the desert, yes, but vhat makes it so? Not to mention, being zuch a place, it vill attract the unvanted attention of the others, so vhat vill this place be like?" she asked. Not only did Ava know little of this New Haven, but she had never really been anywhere outside of Europe to begin with.