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D340/365 // July 5 credit🌙 (pls don’t delete)

it wasn’t exactly the warmest greeting, but habits were hard to break - and geth weren’t usually spotted this close to council space. “… sorry. i’m not used to seeing geth - let alone hearing one speak. i’ve heard stories, but…”

their hands go up reflexively. they're not too fazed, it's a common response from strangers, and working on the crecy means an ally points a gun at you at least once a day.

“The Council thought pirates were fairly expendable, so they sent my team to assist in gathering materials. I didn’t expect to see anyone else here, but these are desperate times,” she answered, and tapped the bottom of her helmet in thought. She then smiled, though the glare of the star hid the expression via reflections and glaring light. “I should have assumed they’d send synthetic, though. You’re much more suited for this kind of thing; maybe the Council assumed us pirates would die out here.”

Though she tried to pass off the statement as good natured and kind of joke-ish, there was a sad lilt to her tone. She wondered if the Geth unit would pick up on that. Still, she passed right over the thought and continued.

They're snapped out of their thoughts when Eddie pitched the idea of working together. Their demeanor changed, seemed to light up before immediately deflating. They made a noise, like a drawn out dissonant chirp. A noise characteristic of geth.

"...I would like to, but I cannot promise we will be able to share materials found or profit," they explained, shifting their weight uncomfortably.