For a moment, the little blue blips on the holo seem to suggest there are two people sitting at one of the little park tables, one on each side. But by the time she turns to face them fully, there's only one dot on the mini map, and one figure sitting alone. A gridded boardgame of some sort sits in front of them, white and black stones deliberately placed at the intersections, some kind of game in progress, a small pile of the same stones sitting to each side of the board. The seat across from them is empty, faint traces of a heat signature suggesting it was recently occupied.

The white figure straightens a little, raising their faceless head to look at her, blue shimmering in lines along the contours of their body. A hand rises to touch two points at their throat.

"You let them find a purpose," they answer, a modulated voice broadcasting from some hidden vocoder in their... head? Helmet? "Do what they want to do. Go where they want to go."