[Rannoch, Southern Contiental Agricultural Fair] Small, Hard and Sweet [Open]

"We've just gotten the permits for extremely limited export. So yes, I do some business on the Citadel." So much energy. Had she been like that? "But you should probably get to know me first. You're trusting your fellow quarians too much."


"Though I agree with you on the plants. You should leave my living quarters. Do you have some pictures? I have a hard time justifying growing anything that isn't food."

"I have a...friend coming in from the North later this month, so I won't be going anywhere for awhile. I'll get in touch with the Institute and we'll see how things go."

Ruh’ya realized the impression she had been given, she waves her hands to object.
“No, no, that’s not what I wanted to suggest, Hansa. I was just talking in general terms, I didn’t mean to go with just anybody of course. But you seem nice enough to get to know you better!” She laughed and nobody could see her blush. Well, other quarians probably had a way to notice nonetheless.

“Pictures, yes, I have, if you have some more time and I don’t bore with my babbling?”
Assuming she didn’t, Ru’ya opened her omnitool and showed a couple of pictures.

[A seemingly large apartment with various rooms, sparsely decorated – way too little things for the large place – with two or three more cramped comfy corners. Some walls are decorated with shelves full of assorted plants of all shapes and colors.
Another shot is showing a bare quarian hand, presumably Ru’yah’s, brushing over a brightly blue colored leaf.]