[Long description: A sketchy comic of a brusque space marine lookin’ woman brooding in the foreground, wearing full power armor except for her helmet. Behind her, some scrappy little research assistant fries eggs on a jury-rigged camping stovetop, which sits on top of a cardboard box.
R.A.: Hey, Chief, how do you like your eggs?
In the next panel, the Chief sits on a rock, facing away from the camera. She’s built like a brick wall and her armor only makes her bigger, but she’s comically unwieldy and kinda small in the frame.
Chief: Eating is against code.
The R.A. levels her a look.
R.A.: Yeah, and so is taking off your helmet.]