"I am a droid, not a human," Arid tries pointing out, but the small bot only seems to perk up at that.

"No problem! We have candy calibrated specially for artificial life forms!" A second bowl materializes at the other end of the table, the wrappers distinctly more metallic. Arid turns to give it a nonplussed look before she attempts to clarify.

"I am a combat suit," she explains carefully, getting a curious look in return. "I cannot consume these materials." She pauses slightly. "Perhaps you would receive more visitors if your location was more prominently marked. Provide the information we seek, and we will assist you."