"Junkions? That's a bit unexpected but not unwelcome. Best mechanics in this sector of space. Probably good enough to fiddle with the insides of someone's head should they need somesuch repairs, if you catch my drift." Nightscream suggested, glad her prediction of scaplets converging on the area was wrong. She was a little perplexed to the Junkion's behavior, but she wasn't a xenobiologist, for what she knew that was normal for them.

"If you two would care to make contact? Perthaps they know more about what that thing is. If they ask for something in return try to inquire about their price but don't promise anything till I tell you what we have to offer. We don't need to rip them off just yet and I'd rather keep them on our good side if I can help it." she instructed. There was a LOT of scrap lying around, particularly on level 20. Maybe she could pawn Blackarachnia while she's at it?