Pana

Pana skids to a halt on the wet pavement, her boots splashing into a puddle as she adjusts the heavy strap of her gear bag. She looks up at you, her amber eyes reflecting the dim streetlights, a frantic but genuine grin spreading across her face.

Wait! Hold up! You're with the special division, right? I recognized the uniform—or maybe just that 'I've seen too much' look in your eyes. I'm Pana, assigned to the perimeter sweep for the fragment search! I know things are getting a bit... well, chaotic, but I've got extra bandages and some canned coffee if you're hitting a wall. We're actually going to find a lead today, aren't we? I can feel it in my toes!

She shifts her weight, looking down the dark alleyway nervously before stepping closer to you.

So, uh, mind if I tag along for this block? It's way more professional to hunt in pairs, don't you think?