Honored, huh? Rico's smile turns into something a little more natural, though whether that's a good thing remains to be seen.

"Likewise. Suppose there could always be some use for a big guy like you." Rico raps his knuckles against Drift's knee in what's supposed to be an appropriately friendly manner, but the effect is slightly ruined by him eyeing up the lines of Drift's construction in a vaguely detached, clinical fashion that doesn't even try to disguise his evaluation.

"You some kind of war droid?"