She sighed and could only nod. "Seems I am off about you," she said to Harkoth. "I know neither. "What brings you here? Examining information on me?" she curiously questioned Harkoth about his reasoning for being here.
"Parsing interrogative. Stand by." He begins making noises that sound like a dial-up modem if it was auto-tuned.
"Interrogative parsing complete. In short, I am here as part of a Mechanicus research team looking for archeotech here in the Arpar Sector."
She felt like Harkoth was analyzing her. It wasn't an issue for her because her past and present constantly intertwine. "So..." she softly said as she kept a straight face while she watched Harkoth closely.
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