[A human. Thank goodness. She wasn't even relieved that it was a human, necessarily, just a familiar race. She'd be just as happy to see a Turian or Hanar, or what have you. Anything organic.]

I read you, White Knight. I just fled a large building clearly made for much larger synthetic beings. The one that had me under its watch said something about "Prima" before I took off. I'm headed to what looks like a fairly large pile of rubble right now in search of one of my crew.

[It was a lot of information to give an unknown, but she had two guns on her if anything went south.]