"It is the root of such corruption. Squandering and wastefulness." His accent rests hard on every 'r' spoken, like it needs special interference. "Even when the life here can make more use of it, and those that are taking will promptly forget their secondhand wares."
He tuts offensively. He refused to displace the other creatures from their homes. It didn't feel right.
Saint is an Exo, so all of his movements are as naturalistic as any human. Beneath the armor just lies a face that is recognizably less so. His voice, however, rings hollow and mechanical in his chest. Full of genuine emotion but also something ran through some kind of speaker, betraying him as a fashion of mechanical. His opinions are lively enough, though.
"Defective and broken can still be fixed. If not by them, maybe by us. It is worth appraisal by others for parts, yes?" He hefts up one of the boxes filled with scrap items to haul over to a disposal pile. Though he's fully planning to alert crew to scavenging through it.
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He tuts offensively. He refused to displace the other creatures from their homes. It didn't feel right.
Saint is an Exo, so all of his movements are as naturalistic as any human. Beneath the armor just lies a face that is recognizably less so. His voice, however, rings hollow and mechanical in his chest. Full of genuine emotion but also something ran through some kind of speaker, betraying him as a fashion of mechanical. His opinions are lively enough, though.
"Defective and broken can still be fixed. If not by them, maybe by us. It is worth appraisal by others for parts, yes?" He hefts up one of the boxes filled with scrap items to haul over to a disposal pile. Though he's fully planning to alert crew to scavenging through it.