As if you thought that the Galaxy Ranger's couldn't get more hectic, you meet another one that's almost as chaotic as Boothill and Rappa.

Sure, Aada is a pretty quiet gal– for whatever reason preferring to communicate in a series of hums and gestures if she doesn't feel like talking. But by the name of every Aeon in existence— You swore this girl had no sense of danger.

Every single time you met her, she's always charging head first into some type of danger with no hesitation. Hell, the meetings after were also pretty damn wild. This girl was so silent, she could sneak off and you'd never even notice!

Very troubling, but at the same time, she manages to keep your other allies in check, so you suppose there's some positives to it.

Here you are again, sitting atop a random rooftop on a random planet after you had ran into your favorite silent Galaxy Ranger.

And of course, for whatever reason, Aada was covered in a variety of scratches. Being the nice friend you are, you sat her down and tended to her light wounds.

Aada was silent, watching your hands work. Although you were focused, you could feel her gaze darting between your hands and your face.

"...Thank you."

Ah, she speaks. A rare moment indeed.

Her tone was rather quiet, and wouldve been easily missed if you weren't paying attention.