"Nice to meet you, Alice." Sam replied, giving her hand a firm shake, "Police officers are always needed regardless of where you're at." Some sort of protection, be it police force, or military was needed where a large group of people were gathered.
Perhaps she'd listened too much to John, and his feelings about how important protective forces were. That was back when they were younger, and he was trying to explain why he was going into the military and not following in their parents footprints. Sam had been shocked, but mostly hurt. She understood why he wanted to go, but you couldn't run from the past.
She'd gone back to re-open the dig because it was what their parents would've wanted. John hadn't been able to understand that when they saw each other again for the first time in too many years to count after the big fight they'd had.
Sam didn't want to think about that, she'd only gotten her twin back to lose him again and now? Now she was stuck somewhere where she knew no one, and everything was outdated in terms of technology but there were some interesting people here at least.
"I'm a forensic archaeologist, not a lot of call for one of those around here." She laughed softly with a shake of her head before she continued, "I studied on Earth and was hired by the Union Aerospace Corporation to go back to the station Olduvai on Mars to finish my parents work up there." Her brows furrowed slightly as she looked back at the apartment complex, "They died there when my twin brother and I were 8. We were playing around the dig site when we knew we shouldn't have been and caused a cave in." She let out a long breath after the admission, it was an accident but it still felt like she'd killed them herself every day.
She knew deep down John felt the same way and that it had been a struggle for him to go back to Olduvai.
"If you don't mind me asking, where are you from?"