Not missing the grab for his weapon, Kettu rolled her eyes. “Relax, handsome, I couldn’t fight me way out o’ a wet paper bag.” She wondered why he was so high strung, what an awfully stressful way to live. Though she had used the nickname to be snarky, she realized he actually wasn’t bad looking, once one got accustomed to the bone crest and lack of hair.
Looking over, in the direction he indicated, she nodded slightly. “Right…” so long as they weren’t up high like the last ship she had been on, things would be fine. That had been aggravating to no end. “I would love some help,” she relented with honesty, actually smiling now. “T'ese t'ings nearly outweigh me. Careful, t'ey’re tough but not very.”
“Well, look who we have here! Heya tiny.” Garibaldi, much to Kettu’s chagrin, approached as she was handing a bag over to Neroon. He grinned as he walked up and playfully ruffled her hair, getting an annoyed growl. “You’re way off track if you’re looking for hydroponics.” He lead them both over to the nearest screen, pulled up the station map and pointed at it. “We’re here, ‘ponics is there.” Then he was being paged. “Aw hell, someone’s started a brawl in the shopping center. Good luck you two! See ya tiny!”
Kettu scowled as he left. “Ass.”
Her words confused him for a moment, his Standard honestly rather lacking. At least as far as when it was spoken with an accent. As to why one might put her in a paper bag and expect her to fight her way back out of it, the Warrior truly wasn't sure. Though he was actually more confused by her apparent confusion at the thought of the video screens; they were rather simple as far as he was concerned.
When she agreed to the help he'd offered, the Minbari man reached out to take one of her bags. He had assumed that has plants he would need to be careful, but then she spoke and he found himself frowning. Either the plants she had brought were tough, or they weren't. Saying they were but not made absolutely no sense to the crested man.
Neroon was stopped form speaking though by the sudden appearance of the human Security Chief. He believed the man's name started with a thick and gutteral note, but he couldn't completely recall it. So he stayed silent, following the Grey Concil's chosen assistant when she walked towards the video screens. The Warrior wasn't particularly fond of humans to start with and the Security Chief just rubbed him the wrong way even more than most.
His glare only softened when the human walked away, leaving the Minbari male a chance to look over the station map and place a path to get to the hydroponics garden. With a route planned, he started to walk, careful to shorten his stride even more than he did for his petite second in command. "I believe it's this way, Non-human." As she hadn't given a name, but objected to being called human, it was all he had at the moment.
