Arlius stared at the quarian in disbelief, did she look like a liaison? She could barely talk, why would anyone have her running around talking to people? Arlius took a deep breath and gathered herself. 

“I… I don’t know who the Client is. He just wanted my t… techs skills and offered a large sum of credits… That’s it.” Arlius said. She was a little proud she got that out with little to no stuttering “Excuse my weird actions, I tend to conduct my business through messages… Not in person...” She then looked back up at the masked creature. Quarians were a very interesting race. Very tech savvy, she admired them. Turians were all about war. If she hadn’t left at the age of 15, she would have joined the military. 

Arlius heard footsteps behind the quarian and groaned when she saw what it was. A krogan. Krogans hate the turians after they had a large hand in the play of the Genophage. Arlius put her hand on her gun and watched the krogan. She almost laughed at his comment, he probably thinks he is all high and mighty because he knows how to shoot a gun. He probably doesn’t know anything past that, just like every other god damn merc she has worked with.