[i]All these people are so different than the one's I've used to working with... Better watch my step just in case...[/i] Ramia thought as she smiled very faintly while following the interactions between Belle and her little robot. The Halcyon General had already made her own assumptions about the younger woman - she was at least a capable technician if she really had built that little robot all by herself, also Belle was quite pretty too. The fingers of Ramia's right hand instinctively moved to touch the burn mark on her left cheek and the color of her bionic eye changed to a very pale shade of blue - nearly as cold as her normal eye.

[i]These people don't seem to care about my past - either they simply do not care, or do not know who I wa- am, who I am.[/i] Ramia shook her head ever so slightly and glanced at Artyem. There was just something about him... Maybe it was the REMOD rifle, or the overall appearance - the dark haired woman decided it would be best for her to keep her guard up even more when the man was around.

[i]Would they react differently if I told them more about myself? Would they trust me more or less? I doubt anyone of us trusts each other at all... At least I don't trust any of them before...[/i] She barely got a good look at Hazuni, but she guessed the fellow was much more than what meets the eye. He seemed like a calm person, maybe one who would either be good at giving orders or receiving them.

Ramia turned her attention back to Belle and tried to sound as friendly as possible - her best wasn't quite the friendliest tone, but at least she didn't sound condescending or impolite. "I don't think that li'll thing would have enough metal in her to even fix the cup holders. Anyways... Uh... Thanks for checking up on the Flight Suit." The dark haired woman sounded a bit like she was having difficulty talking to someone who was equal instead of being beneath her.