Brank
"Hmm... This girl looks like she could use some new weapons. Look at this thing!"
Nox points at the exposed wiring system of one plasma gun, its wires tangled and split. She has a good laugh at how bad the thing is.
"Now that nobody is actively pursuing us... What have you done while you were gone? Anything interesting?"
She reclines on the seat, legs resting on the ship's dashboard...