[ Arid holds that intense gaze for a moment—and then looks away. Faceless as she is, her uneasiness passes easily for irritation. This is not the first time she has been questioned like this by a newcomer and though this human is more diplomatic than Sims had been, it is not by much. She decides it would be prudent to divert his attention and quickly.

Still not looking at him, she holds out an armored hand. ]

You received a communication device known as a Fluid. Give it to me and I will direct you to the information you seek.