Senjen gave another glance to the statue. “Maybe, but it also sounds awesome. I wonder if there are any recordings of that…” 

Following Light’s direction, the pair floated down just above another street. Senjen’s attention was quickly divided by some of the displays he could see. In particular, the droid showroom, drew his sensors. It was like the offers that Tekeri had been making after they landed, except this was actually a legitimate business. Mechanical frames built fully with alien tech, right there for sale. As long as they could be prepped to accept a Utaysi personality matrix, the possibility of becoming one of them was right there for a...discouragingly high price, if he was being honest. He had already spent so much of his savings just making the upgrades to his own frame for galactic travel. Buying a whole new one was still out of reach. Maybe he could take out a loan, but he probably did not want to be doing that before he had even gotten his bearings on a new planet. 

Senjen snapped back into the moment once he was questioned. He gave another quick check to the map he was following, and it seemed they were nearing the first stop Light wanted to make. “Oh, um...I don’t think I really have anything specific in mind. I think I want to get a better sense of what it’s like out here before I start thinking about big purchases, you know?” There was some hesitation from him, as the question had brought up another in Senjen’s mind. “Look...forgive me for prying, but you didn’t really answer before. How long are you going to need to work for your treatments? Because it sounded important, and I’m just wondering if you’re making enough off these jobs to get them.”