<strong>Location</strong>: ADAMS Headquarters (First Haven, Watcher’s Island). Central Command - Administration Tower Elevator<br/><strong>Date</strong>: 5 January 2099. Monday<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Afternoon<br/><strong>Who</strong>: Luke Collins<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Luke's smile broadened at her candor. People said that Wallflower didn't talk much, but it seemed that when given the chance, she was quite straightforward. As somebody who often had to poke and prod the pilots to come clean with him, he appreciated that. Pressing the button to bring them back down to the main level, he listened and nodded along.<br/><br/>"The mystique of fame goes away after you've known Tianran for a while. Play mahjong with him when you get the chance, you'll see him be honest for once," Luke said. He had pretty distinct memories of losing horribly to Tianran at mahjong. Luke loved games of strategy, but mahjong had a bit too much luck involved for him to really appreciate it.<br/><br/>"I can at least say that it's likely you'll be working with Afia in the future. Once mission plans are finalized, you'll all be briefed," he said. "Was there anything else on your mind?"