Kreet smiled at the woman as she spoke and nodded “Yeah we are far from home.” He said with a soft chuckle before speaking again “I’m Kreet Ferro Vas Rayya.” He said “And I’m living here on the Citadel.” He leaned forward on the railing and sighed softly.
❝ Rayya? That was where I was born. ❞
Tali said softly with another nod, looking across at the Quarian male.
❝ It is a pleasure to meet you Kreet. So, what brings you to the Citadel? ❞
“Tali you haven’t happened to see my swetshirt have you? I have yet to find it and it’s really cold.”he states looking at the women with a soft smile on his lips. “You haven’t seen it have you?”
❝ Maybe you should look into an envrio-suit, Shepard. ❞ The Quarian chuckles, looking up from the terminal she was working at. With a shake of her head she went back to typing.
❝ No I have not seen it; what would I do with your jacket, anyway? ❞
Kreet walk along the citadel humming to himself when he noticed another Quarian standing by herself. He walked over and cleared his throat “It’s been a while since I’ve seen another Quarian here.”
Tali was looking out over the Presdium, arms crossed over the railing as she leaned out into the air. Her eyes were closed, shoulders easy & still, that was, until a voice startled her & the Quarian opened her eyes, jerking back to look at the new presence. She smiled tensely, her voice gentle & smooth with relaxation. It was nice to be out of a cramped ship.
❝ I didn’t know there were any here on the Citadel, to be honest. I thought I was… alone. ❞ Saying as much, she turned back to the railing, hands resting on the metal. Immediately she caught herself, raising her head to look at the male once more.
❝ We’re far from home, aren’t we? I’m Tali’Zorah vas Normandy, by the way; are you here on a ship? ❞
