Astrid is happy to follow Bennar's lead, here at the Citadel. A tour!
Captivated by the ancient armour.. unholy concoctions.. why, that's our speciality! Might be a bit late to the party, for this one, though..
Indeed, it would seem that some genetic fiddling had divided the clan into a distinct warrior caste.. and the rest..?
(Astrid remains silent, but can she make a check to read the code, or make out any other details in the room?)