Reyhan frowned up at the other woman; she expected something... Else. Abida was largely Imperial-looking,  save the garb, so that was disappointing but at least she had some kind of an accent. "I, well..." the ganger mumbled more towards the floor than the person she intended it towards, rubbing slowly at her temples with a set of dainty fingers. "Rather thought you to be, you know, gawking at everything.  Or do they have ships like this back where you come from? I know I did. I was dumbfounded coming up here myself, and wanted to see what all there was to see." Reyhan shrugged gently before glancing down to her dataslate.  Well, now it was either the Sister, or the Arbite, and neither really sounded all that funny or interesting. The picto-woman, while probably the best 'fallback person' to bother, was probably lost within the ship or snooping and near impossible to find.<br/><br/>"Sorry, you really seem to be engrossed in your work," Reyhan said, gesturing at the needle gun with a gentle nod in it's direction. "I take it you can operate the vox-thingamajigs yourself then?  I mean, I doubt you'd care to, but I'm, like, you know, around some." She sounded like an idiot, and knew it too.  Hurrying down to the Medcae deck to meet the visitor was an awful idea, apparently. Realizing her lack of introduction, the woman then gave her head a curt shake or two and straightened herself up some. "Reyhan Ansalon, by the by.  Sorry again. Shouldn't have bothered, really."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>