Artoo wolf-whistled at Anwei's display, but then looked away innocently. Unlike the others he was mostly content with manual labor, despite being utterly unsuited for it. It was better than sitting around in a cell with nothing to do, after all. Then again, he was pretty much designed to receive positive internal feedback from being useful. To avoid blowing everyone's cover, however, he had largely been counteracting this by being silent up until now.