"I was wondering who Zavala would send," Sloane says as you arrive. She seems pleased to see you. "He's watching the skies, but I'm more concerned about what's happening on the ground."
"I'm seeing increased hostile activity across the board. The Hive's digging deep for Golden Age tech. They know the Pyramids have us distracted, and they're taking everything they can reach."
In the distance, you hear the unearthly cackling of Hive. "They think they can pick our bones before we're dead?"
She squares her shoulders. The medals on her spaulders clink softly. "Not a chance."