Electra: if all else fails, take a hostage, or retreat. Or just be like me and—
???: so this is what you’ve been reduced to Electra? Wandering the forest?
*they look further down the path, someone in a lab coat with a gold G on it was talking to them. They had their weapons holstered but had their hand on one, ready to draw it*
*Electra freezes*
GL scientist: relax, I just want to talk.
Electra: last time it ended with a battle and both of your guards dead.