Arid takes quiet notice of his comment, though partly just because she's still a bit lost about the purpose of this 'candy'. The little floating bot at the door perks up cheerfully though to see someone might enjoy it, despite the no-fun knockoff Titan (Hunter? she has the poncho) insisting on sticking to her weird questions.
"Then you also do not serve this ship?" she asks. It seems to confirm, despite everything, that this vessel is distinctly lacking in bound droids. If these little units are floating around in the vents, they must get everywhere. "How many of you are there? Have you seen any other units like me?"
"Oh, a few of us come and go- we can't float around here all day kicking back and trading stories about our partners, you know? I'll ask the others, but I haven't seen anyone with that kind of armor around. It's different! Very, uhhhhhm, old-school? Anyway, give me a minute here."
Before Arid can react to what it just called her, the bot dips forward as if concentrating, points spinning around its central optic. Then it chirps and looks back up at her. "Nope! The others haven't seen your friends either. But we'll keep our sensors peeled!"
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"Then you also do not serve this ship?" she asks. It seems to confirm, despite everything, that this vessel is distinctly lacking in bound droids. If these little units are floating around in the vents, they must get everywhere. "How many of you are there? Have you seen any other units like me?"
"Oh, a few of us come and go- we can't float around here all day kicking back and trading stories about our partners, you know? I'll ask the others, but I haven't seen anyone with that kind of armor around. It's different! Very, uhhhhhm, old-school? Anyway, give me a minute here."
Before Arid can react to what it just called her, the bot dips forward as if concentrating, points spinning around its central optic. Then it chirps and looks back up at her. "Nope! The others haven't seen your friends either. But we'll keep our sensors peeled!"