"Do they? I sure didn't come with anything. Maybe they just don't want to use their own people as canon fodder."

An optimist Nadine is not. Life has taught her, time and time again, nothing is free and nothing is ever as good as it seems. Or even half as good, usually. All of this? She's sure it's set dressing, prettying up something darker and more sinister. It's always pleasant at first, but then the reality slips in. Sometimes slowly, sometimes all at once, but it's coming.

It always comes.

"I just know when one group of people has power over another, it never goes well. For the ones without the power, anyway."