As Xerox turned to check for Tempest, he took a small step back, as she was about to bump into him. Watching her slide up the sleeves before they slid back down, [i]Maybe she is a bit clumsy [/i]he silently thought to himself. He watched her slowly say the sign on the room. "That's right this is called an infirmary. It's where people get looked after." He told her, stepping in. He sat on one of the beds and indicated to her to close the door. Of course there were guards in there as well, but they probably won't do much if they talk aloud. [i]Should not need to keep just some personal information secret[/i] he thought. 

"Well, can you tell me about yourself?" he asked her, smiling sincerely. It was only the two of them in the infirmary, if you excluded the 5 other guards. "Oh, in exchange for telling me, I can help you with English and words." Xerox continued, watching for changes in her expression. From her behavior and her limited English, it was likely she was raised in a more ... wild place. Although Xerox had the ability for tracking and hunting, she was probably better at it. At least he believed she would be. It would let them be alert on if they themselves were being followed or not.