Sitting back and looking around, Milenya caught the human's glance towards the celebration as they got up and moved, and noted the Quarian's words as they passed by her seat.<br/><br/>It wasn't an acquisitive look, or a covetous one, and the faint traces of resignation on his face after were suggestive that they were acquainted.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">'They weren't joking. A prothean artifact, and that man is hiring and connected.'</span>She thought.<span style="color: #6495ED">'He'd be easier to approach, too. It looks like those guys will be occupied for a while.'</span><br/><br/>She took a soft breath, and then dialed up her omni-tool again. She tagged the man and sent him her modified resume, before standing up and heading over.<br/><br/>Getting closer, she took another look at the woman in the mismatched armor. Close up, she was surprisingly attractive, with that powerful build.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Ah, if I may intrude?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>