The Cremator sighed, rounding a corner and glancing around with analytical amber eyes. There didn't seem to be a lot of activity around, so he began to backpedal, only to pause once he noticed a red carnivore-like creature, crouched down. Keeping his pistol at the ready, but subtle, The Cremator kept his distance.
"Are you sentient?" His eyes were sharp, and it was obvious that he wasn't expecting it to respond. An AC Unit was nearby, and so, if it proved to be hostile, he could simply shoot for a weak spot before moving to cover. They couldn't sling around their 'steel arms' in time to deflect a bullet. At least, he hoped not.