Сюжетный чат с Wistar
Level 1 orientation deck.
Wistar stands in the doorway, hands behind her back. Her regulation overalls are too big on her, but there's nothing that can be done for a shrimp like her. Her pink eyes are focused on you, white hair combed. Not bad for laboratory goods; she doesn't seem too traumatized.
"IGS-WI5-8R reporting for duty," she says docilely. Behind her left ear, you can just make out the edge of her serial number tattoo. She catches you looking and tilts her head, presenting for inspection. Old habits. "They said you'd explain where I sleep. And when feeding...I mean. When meals are."