Sienn said a quick “Thanks,” to the mercenary and slid herself into the booth, trying to find a comfortable sitting position that her armor and the rifle slung on her back did not interfere with. She took a small sip of her drink and set it on the table while Roman addressed her.

She gave a slight nod in response. These kinds of meetings were usually awful for the her. Sienn always felt awkward enough walking into bars and other public places in full combat gear, then add in a half dozen people eyeing her threateningly... She found the best way to alleviate this was to act friendly, but that usually wasn't easy with mercenaries.

The asari swept her eyes around the room again, noticing the krogan had moved to bother someone who had been secluded in the corner until now, as well as a few newcomers that had entered. A brief examination showed none probably were not the currently absent employer, most likely just regular patrons. She internally scolded herself for being paranoid again, then turned back to her companion.

The two silently looked at each other for several moments before Sienn extended a guantleted hand across the table.

“Name’s Sienn.” She introduced herself, giving another small smile.