Oh, to be sure, he'd been good and weirded out when they'd first met. But he'd seen his share of walking, talking robots on Sacrosanct, and after a while even the most distrusting of the mechanical races tended to get used to it.

That said, she'd been a hell of a lot smaller than he'd expected.

But Arcee's been decent enough to work with so far, and he'd take her over some of those four-eyed things he'd seen with the Blue Suns. If an entire species could look unfriendly, they were it.

"Tell me about it," Wash says. He eyes their package with no small skepticism of his own and lets out a sigh. "I don't know about you, but I was expecting something a little more complicated."