Darion let a smile climb on his face when he saw the smirk on the Asari’s face.  When she offered her arm to him, he took it as required with that offer, slipping his arm through hers. As if he had done that a lot before.  He could at least act a little civilized.  That lasted until he actually sunk down into the chair that he was led to.  Before he got there, he couldn’t help but notice they actually found a seat close to where Ashana was.  The girl pulled attention, no matter the state she was in.  Darion had to force himself to not to stare and instead, focusing on his companion.<br/><br/>When he finally sunk into the seat, Darion couldn’t resist the low groan as he sunk into the cloud of the cushions.  He couldn’t help but enjoy it more than someone should.  Being so used to hard beds, hard ground or the deck of a ship.<span style="color: green">“Oh wow.  This feels amazing.”</span>He groaned out before he watched his companion sit.  To his left, and not very close at all.   Out of reach, but if she moved, she could be in easy reach.  He watched her while she reclined, drinking in the sight of her.<br/><br/>At her question he just shrugged.<span style="color: green">“I’m just what you said.  A Soldier boy, so nothing special there.  Just one who happened to get lucky with a job recently that allowed me to actually get in here.  Plus, it really helps to be a client of Kassa.  Their rep recommended this place.  So Far, I am glad he did.”</span><br/><br/>………………………………………………………….<br/><br/>Kala didn’t really respond much to the confirmation, but at the mention of issues with the ship computer system.  Quickly finishing the work at this console before she spoke up.<span style="color: sienna">“Got it!  On my way down now!”</span>She yelled back to the other woman.  Soon after she made her way through engineering, down to the sub deck before making her way to where she had been told.  She could very clearly feel the increase in the ambient heat as she approached her destination.<br/><br/>Inside of the core, Kala couldn’t help but whistle out in admiration, and maybe a bit of love.  This computer core, the finest she had ever seen, was more than she had ever had the chance of working on.   She ignored the layer of sweat building around the liquid cooled computer core.  Quickly she made her way to the blade that did not match.  The indicator lights were different than the vast majority.  After a scan she identified it as the correct one.  Somehow it had had a power overload, causing a fault in the system.  She would need to pull it out to try fixing later.<br/><br/>Before she could actually call Taseer though, she actually caught sight of something.  Immediately, before she could call Taseer, she had to investigate.  That.  Immediately she moved over to the unknown adapter.  She had to get some scans of that thing.  then maybe she could figure out what it was.  it couldn't me a primary part of the computer.  everything was working.  In the process, she opened comms.<span style="color: sienna">“Taseer, found it.  A blade had overloaded.  It’s in fault mode.  Do we have spares to replace them?  If not, I would have to take it out to try and fix.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>