[spoiler]K[/spoiler] Hill eyes them, his caterpillar mustache shining bright gray in the light. He looks maybe in his 60s, hands in front of him. He was hunched over a hologram of where she was found. Python speaks up. "General." Hill doesn't turn. "Yes?" "The woman we rescued is here." Hill turns, eyeing the woman. "Ah...you were the one that sent the distress call, correct?"