Shepard's had a lot experience with things like this. Machines, and people half- or wholly-made of them, machines that hide, that spring up unexpectedly, that speak in uncanny, mechanical voices.
Her first reaction is pure reflex, and therefore unstoppable; she startles, hand reaching back for a weapon that isn't there. And then the sillouhette registers, and the content rather than the tone of the voice, and what it meant. She still did that with Geth too, and they had been friends for months; habits born of survival were themselves slow to die.
She's working on it.
Still it takes her a minute of staring, quietly trying to curb the urgent, blood-rushing urge; kill it, kill it, kill it. Shepard takes a deep, slow breath, and very deliberately relaxes her posture if not her shoulders. Easy, girl.
"Don't got much, but it's free. We were just discussing ports of origin," She does her best to sound calm about it, as if he were no more remarkable than anyone else on this trip, and manages another fraction of ease for her trouble, "Where you from, new guy?"
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Her first reaction is pure reflex, and therefore unstoppable; she startles, hand reaching back for a weapon that isn't there. And then the sillouhette registers, and the content rather than the tone of the voice, and what it meant. She still did that with Geth too, and they had been friends for months; habits born of survival were themselves slow to die.
She's working on it.
Still it takes her a minute of staring, quietly trying to curb the urgent, blood-rushing urge; kill it, kill it, kill it. Shepard takes a deep, slow breath, and very deliberately relaxes her posture if not her shoulders. Easy, girl.
"Don't got much, but it's free. We were just discussing ports of origin," She does her best to sound calm about it, as if he were no more remarkable than anyone else on this trip, and manages another fraction of ease for her trouble, "Where you from, new guy?"