[She falls into step behind the android and lets her lead the way, doing her best to avoid paying much mind to all the eyes on her. She's used to people staring, albeit for different reasons— at least here, it's with curiosity, rather than with sneers or hateful jeering, and part of the reason she dressed the way she did was to invite people to stare. Couldn't be self-conscious about the way people looked at her if she knew they wouldn't be able to do anything but. It had helped her to steel herself to the way people flinched when she walked by, or steered their children away when they saw her get a little too close to the village for comfort, but this was something else entirely, and she's not prepared for this in the same way.

Even being human— or at least mostly— she can understand where 2B is coming from well enough.]

Guess it's the same for anyone. Nervous means you're not focused. If you're doubting yourself, then it's like getting in your own way. Can't fuckin' win that way.

[At least that's how she sees it. She goes into every fight with everything she has— hard, unwilling to stop until she has no choice but to do otherwise. Maybe they aren't so different, even if she's the odd woman out here.]

How long's it been? Since you guys saw humans here.

[She drops down to sit on a crate next to where 2B has dropped the fish, lowering her own armload to join the pile.]