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	She fills out the forms, but she does so skimping out on all, and any info the Sergals could make heads or tails out of. In her current mental state, the sith was more like a scared pup than anything else. She holds onto her saber tightly, the only thing giving her any comfort.

	"Mainly weapons." Shepard replies, taking a long drink of a bottle of water he seemingly pulls out of nowhere. "...Weapons, and workers. Not slaves, just...workers." and with this, Shepard sighs, before getting a call from everyone's favorite sith lord, Raiden. "...I sent you a present Shepard. It seems the sergals did as well...hehehehehehe...." Raiden says, before shutting of coms. "..What did he mean by that?" Shepard asks, looking at the Sergeant.