"Her name is Ronnae. She's somehow even shorter than I am, especially for an Orc. She's always using..." he made circles with his fingers and raised them to his face, "strange goggles. Lots of them. And flying machines, and a 'pet' bomb."

He dropped one hand back to his lap, the other still pressed against his face as if he were looking in a telescope. "She's usually holed up in the Engineering labs since she discovered it."