Kardai smirked as she watched Jerex gawk and drool at the Ardent as they passed by.  She clutched a bit tighter at his back and cast her gaze over towards him with a playful grin,<span style="font-weight: bold"> “If only you drooled over me as much.”</span>She taunted, giving him a playful push as she parted his side as he neared his own place of business.    She had no like of Zeltrons, and it would likely be no good to Jerex’s negotiations if she were scowling at the vendor the whole time.<br/><br/>Instead she headed onward to track down their newest crew member.  She found him where they’d suspected he’d gone, and while she couldn’t see precisely what it was that he was viewing in his implant, she did hear his reluctant comment of being forgotten.  Even still, she paused a moment to observe the man, leaning against one of the dividers she rested her weight and folded her arms across her chest some.<br/><br/>Her comment, was as friendly as ever as she cast her eyes towards the man,<span style="font-weight: bold">“For some people, being forgotten is a good thing.  Others, their reputation in everyone’s thoughts is their life.”</span><br/><br/>Kardai still wasn’t quite certain what to make of Tirowe, and her distrust in the man was anything less than subtle.  Still she supposed he deserved the benefit of a doubt.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“Jerex tells me you’re integrating into his crew well enough – and that you may prove of some use.”  </span><br/><br/>Kardai returned fully to her stance as she stepped closer and away from the wall she’d been perched on.<span style="font-weight: bold"> “The real question is: Do you intend to be forgotten or do you prefer to be feared?”</span>