There was a human in the suit, it wasn't a robot like the Death Head's Guards. Caiera recoiled from this human in the wobbly silver tech and looked at the fallen red armor as well, suddenly realizing how close she had been to cracking open not something manufactured but a living sentient. Possibly a friend of Banner's or of Holku. Pushing down on the confused jumble of reactions, she stood tall and pulled her weapon to her side, guard up during this ceasefire.
She frowned at the small man taking great pains to be diplomatic. "I am not welcome here and I will not be stopped from leaving." She tossed the frail card at their feet, their move. "There is your friendship marker, take it. I have experienced enough."