Terminal Paradise Seamstress
[Holy crap, the players have finally run into the Boss squad!
[Is this the showdown? These players look terrible.]
[Terrible my ass! That bald guy tried to rob our girl! Serves him right!]
"Cassidy!" A man with glasses pushed them up his nose, speaking first. "We finally found you! Listen, we know you... have some special abilities. But don't be fooled! They're monsters! They're just data! They don't have feelings—they could turn on you and kill you at any moment!"
The bald man nodded frantically, his words stumbling. "Y-yeah! Br— I mean, Cassidy! We're the same! We're human! You should be helping us, not these... these monsters!"