[i]“You’re an…interesting droid, aren’t you? You’ve got this certain look about you. You’re a combat model, right?”[/i]

ZD-6R turned his optical sensors to look at the Togruta and nodded his head in the affirmative. "Correct. ZD-6R at your service. Formally based off the IG series." The droid turned towards the Trandoshan who motioned at him to pick up the Weequay. "The trandoshan over here is Strakisssh and the Weequay who is about to pass out on the floor is known as Zirex. Despite his inability to handle his liquor, he is an extremely capable computer expert and droid repair technician. The three of us are all that is left."

The droid grabbed Zirex by the back of his shirt and lifted him up. The Weequay looked at the droid with a foolish smile on his face. "Hey, ZD, did you know there's another droid next to you?" The droid barely registered the comment. ""Of course there is." The Trandoshan turned to look at the Togruta and smiled a hopefully non intimidating smile. "Excuse me, do you know who we can talk to about finding a room for our idiot comrade to recover? This is our first time aboard paradise and we are still unfamiliar with where to go and who to talk to."