
The single figure is actually that of some sort of a mech carrying a volus in its arms. It settles the volus on the sand in front of the two of you.
Gree... *gasp* Greetings...
(despite doing none of the walking, the volus is clearly quite exhausted)
Greetings earth clan. And the same to the turian as well *gasp* of course.
Spare us the pleasantries. This is a desolate wasteland, what are the odds of two unrelated parties crossing paths?
Small. *gasp* Small, indeed. But we do not meet by com- *gasp* complete coincidence. I was minding my own buisness... my own business when from the sky a giant brilliant *gasp* shooting star comes falling by, in broad daylight. Well, *gasp* we have little more than that around here- daylight that is - but *gasp* I digress...
And you were hoping you could pillage anything worthwhile from the wreckage?
Well I *gasp* I hadn't counted on it being a ship *gasp* but yes, that was ultimately the hope I set out with. But, better still, I've found you.
Zaeed eyes the volus suspiciously.
Oh please, I mean no harm. *gasp* I merely meant that I can help. First off, refresh yourself.
The volus takes out a canister, and shakes it. A liquid audibly swirls around in it.
We could use some water, but I don't trust you yet. How long to whatever hideout you have around here?
Suspicion is understandable. (the volus replies sounding somewhat irritated)
I'll take you to my little abode. As it happens, it's only about an hour's walk or so. *gasp* You are certain you and your silent friend there will make it?
Lead the way.