[center][h1][color=Red]Arex[/color][/h1][hr][color=gray]Location:[/color] [i]The Revenant.[/i][/center][center][color=gray]Interacting with:[/color] [@Xandrya] [@Crossfire] [hr][h2]***[/h2][/center]

Arex took opportunity of the dash to the quarters to go stash his supply of pilfered food. 

He was caught off guard when Grayson crashed into another crew member. He stared unapologetically at the blonde haired girls hazel eyes with an intrigued puzzlement. For the most part he remained still and silent as he studied her. Looking for a hint of recognition or a glimpse of focal adjustment in her eyes, any sign that would say this was all a tactical facade and she wasn't truly blind.

He found no such thing.

After an awkward pause he gently breaks the silence. 
[color=Red]"I'm Arex.[/color] he announces.[color=red] "Pleasure to meet you."[/color] he put his warm welcoming smile into his words, and did well at hiding the plethora of curiosities. 

Her condition gave her an appearance of vulnerability. A short step to sympathy. Her soft lulling voice and admittedly good looks made her somewhat easy to be around. With these things combined she would be an easy person to trust and even easier adversary to underestimate. There was no doubt in Arex's mind that she was even sharper witted then she would let on. 

But that wasn't what troubled him the most, it was the strange vague familiarity and the unrecognisable sense of déjà vu. 

If they were anywhere else he would not be so suspicious. But they were not anywhere else, they were on a ship full of misfits and killers, off to do someone else's dirty work. Voluntary or not.

He would be careful of this one.

[color=Red]"What brings a lady like you to a floating hell like this?"[/color] he turns on just a faint hint of charm as he questions the female crewmate.