Tavi snickered immediately. “I fuckin’ hate politics but I also don’t get ‘em so that might be part of it. I like people that’re straight up and… well y’know. Vicious bosh’tet, heh.” He smiled though. “You seem alright though. What’s your name?”
❝ Tali’Zorah vas Normandy nar Rayya. But I
guess I’m a far way from home… you can call
me Tali. ❞ The Quarian says, a smile in her
tone as she looks at the Turian.
❝ & you are? ❞