Antoine was back at base, hidden in the shadows as she watched the Osprey land. They were getting new blood today, and she was, as ever, watching. They didn't seem too impressive, of course, just like average SF. Then again, if they were here something had to be special about them. She easily moved amongst the shadows, watching them while remaining completely hidden and cloaked by darkness. She was curious about the one who had his rifle still. It indicated a lack of trust which, when new in Scimitar, was probably a good idea. Casually patting the pair of weapons she always kept, her P226 and Camilius combat knife, she debated on stepping out to meet them.

After a moment, she decided it'd be too stressful to try and carry on a conversation with new people. So, she slunk back into the base without a sound. Carefully entering the common area, she sat casually in the shadows. For now, she was the only one in here, but that could change. Leaning her back on the wall, her eyes scanned over the usually occupied room and she sighed. It was a shame people were transferring out of Scimitar, she never liked goodbyes. After all, usually when they left was just after Antoine had summoned the will to befriend them.