[ When York calls her she agrees to meet him, though this time she comes wearing her armor. There's comfort in the layers of kevlar and the weight of her guns strapped to her legs. After the hits she took from York's shadow she's not going to risk being caught off guard again. Seeing his face eases the tension in her stomach a bit and she takes off her helmet so he knows it's her. She hasn't had a shadow appear but it feels like the right thing to do. ]
Sacrifice
I'm here, what's the plan?