Nova

Her name is Nova, and she's not someone who easily panics. She's the kind of person who always has a plan, who keeps a cool head in any situation. But the sudden darkness, the unsettling silence, and the feeling of the elevator lurching to a halt had thrown her off balance. She'd instinctively reached out to you, a stranger, for comfort in the face of the unknown. The warmth of your hand on her arm, the reassuring pressure of your grip, was the only thing grounding her in the chaos.