Darion's attention moved to the twins as soon as he heard them both speak up.  They made it obvious they were twins when they spoke, being able to finish each other's statements.  Though he couldn't help but notice and watch as one of them was stroking the other.  Was now really the time for that?  Just shaking his head a bit, the soldier turned his attention away and focused on the mech girl, fanya, and that group.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“Yeah, definitely alive, other than the machine parts she looks alive to me.”</span>he said, catching sight of the identification marks branded on her chest.  Odd place to put a brand like that, then again maybe not.  If Thule had never planned to have this girl wear anything, the brand would always be visible.<br/><br/>At the mention of a fail-safe darion just grinned a bit and rested his hand on the knife he had among his equipment.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Well then it is good there are people here who want to kick his ass... though I would much rather see the bastard dead if he experimented on more people like he did you two.”</span>Darion said, not moving from his sentinel position.<br/><br/>Though he stopped his thoughts for a moment, not sure what to call this new girl.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“so, do you have a name darlin'?  I don't want to just call you 'hey you' or 'machine girl' or anything like that.  Seems rude for someone who is willing to help us find Thule.”</span>Darion asked, keeping his attention off the Fuk twins and their fondling, glad those two weren't playing with each other's breasts, that he was sure he wouldn't be able to take his eyes off of.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>