Tadia sighed at the response of the droid. Saying she was threatening, out of everyone in the room she was by far the least likely to do anything harmful towards him than any of the other veterans. She rolled her eyes as she sent it away. "You may regret doing that later, Beskad won't be happy with a puppy dog following him around calling him master." She paused for a second. "Or he might, however in the case that he doesn't your secrets safe with me." She briefly returned the salute, feeling stupid as she did so. "Also relax, I'm just a lance corporal-" She offered her hand.

"Tadia, though most call me Doc. As you can tell I'm the Doctor slash medic. Well I do a lot of medic work but I got my doctorate and one of the few of us who has so... yeah just stick to Doc or Tadia." She took out her datapad and brought up an image of a IM-6 medical droid. "I'm having some problems with the droid in the med-bay. His repulsors are shot, as is his diagnostic equipment so I'm needing to tell him what needs to be done and oversee everything he does to make sure that he doesn't do more harm than good. It's becoming a bit of an inconvienance." 

She shrugged as she clipped her datapad back to her waist. "Can you fix it?"