While the others were talking of their respective skillsets, Lillian simply continued her maintenance work. She couldn't let this habit falter or she'd be positively useless. It was only after a great deal of time did the woman come out from the armory, still on her parade cyberware and headed towards the kitchen. Her work had whipped up something of an appetite. She'd arrive after the others' introductions had finished, and sort out a small meal for herself. If asked about her skillset, she'd give a rather simplistic answer: "Technology. Anything regarding it. I know a great deal about quite a lot of things, and that which I don't know, I soon will learn."<br/><br/>She'd heft her right arm, which seems more capable than her other prosthetics. "This arm can be fitted with weaponry, though its main use is to offer me a way to access most forms of tech, so long as it uses one of the many standard outlets. Since we're going somewhere official, I should be good. Less so if we went somewhere on the frontier, or with foreign tech. Wouldn't take too long to adjust to that, though. I can also use my prosthetics in hand-to-hand combat, but you shouldn't expect me to beat someone trained. I'm more suited to longer range encounters, as I've taken some firearms training in the academy, but I'd prefer not needing to get into firefights. I'm much more reliable from an off-site position."