Before they could talk more about robots and droids and anything else they had stopped at a stall with a large man standing there, who clearly knew Nyx and greeted him as a friend before his attention landed on America. She held herself upright as much as she could and gave the guy a nod of her head, "Semi-honest. Sounds like a badge of honor," She said with a soft huff of amusement, but considering this sort of place, it probably was. And if Nyx trusted him for this well then she wasn't going to get in the way of his deal making. "Nice to meet you Gatts."
America didn't even bother looking over the weapons, when Nyx offered after he'd taken a couple for himself. "Nah, I'm not really into weapons. I prefer fighting with my hands." She said shaking her head, it wasn't really her sort of thing. Especially when her fists were weapons enough all on their own. She'd end up doing more harm than good with something like a laser gun.
Even minus the two that Nyx wanted to keep for himself they'd ended up with a fair amount of weapons to trade, America supposed for some sort of credits, whatever sort of money they used here. In her estimation it seemed like they should get a decent amount for it, probably not anything too crazy - especially considering the semi-honest part of Gatts' reputation.