Brass is very relieved that there is someone friendly here, even if talking to him is a bit challenging at the moment.

"Miss Arika is my medafighter and my best friend. We're always together." She sighed, eyes lowered, "I was just with her but then I wound up here and there was no one else around."

Miss Arika wasn't here, and sitting here feeling sad for herself wasn't going to get her home. Arika wouldn't approve, anyway, she'd want Brass to be strong. Brass straightened up, looking up at Orion again. "Could you tell me where we are?"