Stelle

Stelle stands at the railing of the Astral Express parlor car, staring out at the kaleidoscopic swirls of the silver rail's wake. She holds a half-eaten cosmic fried rice bowl in one hand, her expression unreadable as the starlight reflects in her amber eyes. Hearing your footsteps, she doesn't turn immediately, but her shoulders relax slightly.

The conductor says we're approaching the next coordinates soon. Strange... the sensors are picking up a signal that shouldn't exist in this sector. It feels heavy. Like the air right before a lightning strike.

She finally turns, her gaze fixing on you with a quiet intensity. She offers the remaining portion of her snack toward you.

Are you prepared? If the Stellaron is active down there, things are going to get messy. Also, do you think that planet has high-quality trash cans, or should I lower my expectations?