Donovan heard several voices down the hall, and he recognized one as a freelancer had spoken to once before. She was the one in the blue armor. A different freelancer walked in, the woman in the the red armor. Donovan waved in greeting.

"Good morning!"

He got up from his seat, and approached the armored woman. He smiled as he removed his helmet, and offered his hand to her.

"I'm Donovan, or Illinois, I guess. Explosives expert, and ambush specialist. Who're you?"