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The man walked over to the first aid kit and began to work while Cassie continued to look at the woman, she seemed to be the one in charge anyway. Or at least the one that understood what was going on and knew what she was doing, the guy was being a bit... odd. That wasn't including his size or anything like that. 

"The U.S.F seems to have a rudimentary understanding of what is going on at the very least, I was being arrested when the bloody voice came in over the comm system, encrypted squad comms I might add, and told me to run. I was freaked out enough that I went for it. I had no-where else to go so I came here, I see it on my patrol every day. So here I am." She lifted her arms as if to indicate the room, taking in her surroundings as she did so. She'd come so far, from a career U.S.F pilot to a medical nightmare and then a milk run pilot. She had hoped one day that her job would take her to Earth but she knew now that that'd never happen, it was rare for a martian born to ever make it onto the blue planet. U.S.F would likely have gotten her close before she was injured, after her injury there was no hope in hell. 

Now she was a fugitive likely the only way she'd ever end up back at Earth would be as a medical experiment, and she didn't exactly fancy that.

"So, you were in prison? Did they do this to you there? Do you think this was done to us?"