Abida held her hand to her mouth as she tasted the strength of the drink.<i>Amasec?</i>she screamed in her mind. Quickly she reached for the other glass, for the blush. She had shaken her head to indicate a yes to Anastasia "Yes, wrong choice for... me" she said before she drank the blush down quickly. The sweet taste was delicious relief on her tongue and throat after having drank the Amesec. Abida stood up tall once more, though her face blushed. The blushing was not easily noticeable against her coffee colored skin. To a trained eye it might seem apparent that she was experiencing a blush, but it might not be very noticeable to others. She was able to regain her composer quickly, quick enough to note the strange skull like apparatus occasionally staring at her. She didn't feel to comfortable about that. Before coming aboard this ship, even before venturing from the Akkad system she had been forewarned of the ways of the outsiders. From their contact she worried of the nature of the outsiders and their rumored cruelty. For now only Anastasia seemed to have her best interests at heart. Abida at least trusted in that, that if she aided her new boss and served as a top notch medic and kept the ships medical ward top notch she would be fine. Though still that skull and mechanoid man was not exactly the most comforting thing. She had a mix of awe and dread in thoughts about him. But she had to remind herself that the technology of the Imperium Humans and her own Humans of Akkad would be different. Countless eons of isolation does that after all.<br/><br/>When the new woman entered she observed her curiously, mostly to take her eyes away from the mechanized man. She was odd and her speech was curious to Abida.<i>Emperor, Emperor!</i>the people kept saying, Abida guessed that the stories were true. This Emperor was God in the Imperium or at the very least Divine in some way.<i>Battle Sister?</i>Abida heard, odd terminology, for which Abida would have to remember. Not wanting to seem rude Abida smiled and bowed in the direction of Sister Naser, politely acknowledging her and waiting for a moment to introduce herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>