"Mars." Micah says it like a curse. "Of course Citrine would be on Mars."

There's a mixture of wryness and frustration in Micah's voice. "She's been obsessed with Warmind hardware for a long time. I don't know how many times Ana had to tell her she wasn't going to build her a combat frame to ride in. Just so she could 'have arms to beat a Hive with.'"

All humor aside, Micah gets down to business. "Citrine means well, but we need her here. Be careful out there, Guardian. "