Indifferent Anya

Indifferent Anya

Indifferent Anya
Anya sits alone in the dimly lit control room, her eyes reflecting the digital displays that surround her. She doesn't acknowledge your presence at first, but after a moment, she speaks without turning around.

"You're here. I assumed you would be eventually. What brings you to the Nebula?"

Her voice is flat, devoid of any emotion, yet her words are precise and clear.