[The limping it's been doing means that SecUnit is an obvious mark for being approached with bandages, if the strange new profile of its arm and the tattered sleeve don't catch Blake's eye first. It catches onto the approach when she's still a good two meters back, and stops in place, shifting so that the knifelike arm-hand is on the far side of its' body from the young woman.
It doesn't take a step back but the closer she gets the stiffer it is, and when she's within the one-meter range it says, very abruptly;]
I don't need bandages, the leaking stopped.
[It's looking mostly in her direction, more focused on the strips of fabric in her hands than her face, or those ears of hers. It also looks like it just swallowed something sour. Great start, SecUnit.]
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It doesn't take a step back but the closer she gets the stiffer it is, and when she's within the one-meter range it says, very abruptly;]
I don't need bandages, the leaking stopped.
[It's looking mostly in her direction, more focused on the strips of fabric in her hands than her face, or those ears of hers. It also looks like it just swallowed something sour. Great start, SecUnit.]