"She found me over the comms link in my helmet."

Comforting to know that others could potentially contact her and they could plan through it, but a litter sobering to think of how many recipients there should be that are unavailable. Connie nods, a small tired smile on her lips before she puts her helmet back on. She'll be better able to keep an eye out for any incoming heat signatures or hostiles through it.

"It's good to meet you. I haven't run into many others who haven't been affected but I'm just about done with this whole thing."