Good vs evil seemed to always be subjective, after all the winners were the ones who wrote the history, never mind that other forces may have been at play. Valdis read the screen as he scrolled up, planning in her head how they might do it. Good thing Jaina learned so quickly, she might be their best bet since Peter had vanished, though the girl didn't seem too keen on being part of the team.

"I think we can make this one work, but people smarter than I when it comes to this station are going to need to be looped in."

She gave him a sideways glance, considering the question. Odd, and clever, perhaps he sought to glean something from the answer. He didn't ask her name, or her title.

"My friends back home call me Miranda," she replied. At least they saw themselves as friends, she saw them mostly as cover, just like her job and her team. Or so she continued to tell herself.

"But here...I suppose my real name wouldn't be amiss, and I'm not currently one for titles." She left those behind with her other missing memories, "You can call me Valdis."

Perhaps a cruel name, but it was hers, she couldn't remember being anyone else, despite her brother's insistence.

"And you are?"