"In spite of Traveler's certainty, I have no idea why I'm here."  Voph's visor turned between the two as he spoke.  His stance shifted as he rested his weight on his other leg, and folded his arms over his chest.  "All I know is there's something out here that people are running from."

Whether or not this was true was unclear. His brow furrowed as he studied the female, eyes playing over her various cuts and marks.  Voph glanced back to Traveler, growing more wary of the man's eagerness to count him as a companion.  Voph wasn't some hard-ass lone wolf type, but he also wasn't the type to start chumming it up with someone he'd known for all of five minutes, if that.  Voph turned back to the woman, then continued, "And whatever people run from, my line makes a point to seek out.  Though it sounds as if the two of you already have some level of familiarity with this conflict?"