Yamesh his eyes widened as the girl made a guess of the price. "Fi-fifty!? That's preposterous! Think more of five thousand. Pfoeah..." But it was a wasted sentence. The girl was already gone. So was the human male actually. "All too quick..." Then he feels a poke on his back and as he turns around looks into the eyes of some human male. It seems he was dissatisfied with Yamesh his treatment of the girl. The Santerian glanced at the human while he was holding his 'speech'. [i]Human. Male. Around the 25ish. First time on starship. Just woke up. Smells off... Meat? Beer? No... Smoke.[/i] "Well!? What do you have to say to that?!"

Yamesh shook his head and sighed. "I criticize her because it's my job. I'm supposed to work with these people and lay my life in their hands. I do want someone I can trust then. And I have a bad history with trusting humans. Also, smoking is forbidden on this ship. How about I mention that to the captain?" Then he turns around and grabs a small microphone and speaks.

Yamesh his voice can be heard through the speakers in the changing rooms, reaching Stellan, Akame and Janos. "You may notice some slight modifications to your weapons and, or, armor. If you're completely done, come back to me and I'll go through the basics of some of it."