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"The AI has recently committed itself to generating a wide variety of extremely productive mission possibilities." Her tone tastes like oversteeped tea that is getting cold, which is what happens to a drink when only a few people take little sips out of the kettle after it first boils.

"With luck we'll be able to devote staff, for delegating missions and raising awareness of our resources. It's all about information and mobilization. That used to be our primary strength, in this war, but now it's become our main weakness." Soldier Blue hasn't announced his intentions for information-gathering missions yet, leaving them almost completely in the dark about the United Earth's current capabilities and conspiracies.

"There's also some work on winter supply distribution," she adds as an afterthought. That's the kind of thing you'd be interested in.

"Oh! I bet they're okay if the AI thought them up itself..." She looks thoughtful for a moment.

"And if it's for information that sounds even more useful. I mean, we still don't know much about the changes that were made to this world. Maybe we could find out about it somehow."

A pause. "We have winter supplies here, don't we? Or is there not enough for everyone?"

"Proliferation continues to pose a logistical problem." Kanaya's expression turns resentful, though that ire isn't directed at Ahiru but the new transports. "You always get a few transports wandering out on their own in the middle of a snowfield grumbling about how cruel the Initiative has been to him for lack of supplies, walking right past the aliens offering them whatever they want in sweet albeit shrill voices."

"I don't know, I think that's sort of to be expected."

A moment ago, her posture had been one of fascination and interest, fixated on what Kanaya had to say. Now, she leans back slightly on the couch, resting against its back as she thinks.

"I mean, the first time someone gets transported to a new world, that's gotta be super jarring. I doubt the first thing they'd be able to focus on was someone giving out clothing and other supplies. I mean, I guess they should double check first, but it's pretty understandable."

"Yeah, yeah..." Her elbow sinks into the couch a little harder. "I really miss having Initiative officials to whom we could report. I work with Vennett, of course, but it's just not the same. They're not administration, you know? There's no chain of command anymore."

She sighs a little. "Even though other people probably found that restrictive. I liked the structure."

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