Tempest stared at Dron for what seemed like a long time.
She was anxious to hear what he had to say. She liked to think that she was a good judge of character but that practice was only with humans. Plus there was still so much she didn't know about Dron. He could tell her anything right now, and she would believe it.
"Alright, here it goes." Dron shifted in his seat, getting a little more comfortable. "I am trained in over thirty different forms of combat, I like to take long walks, I don't like big crowds."
Tempest quickly, through the process of elimination, got rid of what she knew to be true. He did hate big crowds mostly because those crowds were jerks to him.
The other two she was hesitant on.
She knew he was a military man, so it was quite possible for him to be trained in all those different forms of combat.
The walks, she wasn't sure about. When she suggested that they go exploring he seemed a bit put off by the prospect.
