RedAndCosmoteer
(Not inside her head, rather coexisting with her and communicating through a neural link . The AI is useless without Emilia, and she can't use her prosthetics without the AI. Also, I assumed your people would at least have a basic understanding of the Galactic Standard, or a translor like you do.)
Emilia shakes the hand. Arger noticed the metal arm wasn't cold as he expected, but felt rather normal.
"A pleasure to meet you, Arger. Could you please bring me to the person you take orders from? I assume I got some explaining to do for crashing on your planet. "
(I'll put a // before and after what happens in Emilia's head)
//
Action not recommended.
Rather: Find ship and leave.
Dante, I'm tired of running. For once let us try to find some help before moving on.
Understood.
Suggestion: Proceed with caution.
//