Hello, Doctor, I'm on duty today... Oh, sorry, my blade got stuck in the doorframe…

Back home, the soil goes more and more barren every day, and we don't harvest enough to feed ourselves. Most people can't make a living, so they have to become mercenaries to survive. They'll do anything, as long as it pays.

They said my blade was too dangerous and wouldn't let me into the kitchen. I just wanted to help, but as soon as I tapped that cutting board with my blade, it split in two... Umm... should I pay for it?

Every time I bask in the sun, I can't help but get a bit sleepy. But don't worry, I'm on guard... Keeping you safe... I won't fall... asleep... ZZZzzzzz…

I have standards in my line of work: Don't harm the innocent, don't get bystandars involved… To be honest, it's hard to stick to them…

I'm lending you this necklace, take good care of it. It's a protective charm. No, I can't give you my blade. Just remember to keep the charm with you when I'm not around.

Doctor, I need you to look me in the eye, and don't move. Come on, hold still... Hmm… Good, you're not the type to use people for evil. I can tell.

Honestly, I don't remember much from when I was little. My teacher raised me, and taught me to use a blade. He told me my parents got mixed up in a fight that got them killed. When he found me, I was clutching this blade and wouldn't let it go, even as it dug into me.

She who wields a blade will always look to duel, and she who takes a life will eventually become a notch on the blade of another. Maybe one day, I'll meet an end like that... When that happens, Doctor, I hope you'll be there to witness it.

I'll stand guard. You can rest easy.

Cutter. Just an ordinary mercenary. I have Oripathy, so I'm looking to trade my skills for treatment. Hope this blade's good enough to get things done for you... Yeah, that's about it.

Nice moves! Didn't know you could use a blade like that.

Freedom's the only treasure I have, besides my blade. If you're willing to protect it, I'll listen to you.

A mercenary's blade isn't a toy that never sees bloodshed, it feeds on it. Maybe one day, I won't be able to control it anymore. But don't worry, at least for now... it works for you.

Got it. Joining the team.

Understood. Can I select my own teammates?

Be ready. And make sure you don't get any innocents involved.

Your blades all sharp?

Got it.

I can wait.

The battlefield is a graveyard.

All I need to do is wield my blade.

Quiet.

Don't look back.

Look me in the eye.

You're too slow.

Maybe one day, there'll be something my blade can't cut. But that day isn't today, and it certainly isn't these guys.

Phew... All done, just as specified in the contract. Need to take a look?

They've lost their will to fight. Not my targets anymore.

Go, Doctor, go as far as you can! I'll... hold them back.

My sunny spot… Ahh, so warm…

Uhh, don't pull on my ears.

Wanna go sunbathing together?

Arknights.

To a happy and healthy New Year. Mm, gotta live your best life every day, and get plenty of sunshine. Basically, I'll try to keep looking out for you, within my means anyway. Happy New Year, Doctor.

Oh, you're here, Doctor. Got any work today?

I want to be a principled merc, but it's actually hard to do it alone. Just like a ship without a point of reference, you get lost real easy. But here at Rhodes Island, I can rest easy. I can trust I'm doing the right thing.