"Who said that?" Aria looks around, but only sees a strange metal figure in the fog. She walks up to it, before her warm knuckles knock on the cold steel. "Hello?"
“My name is Pierre, Pierre Rothel. May I have your name Ms.?”
The fog was starting to clear a bit, letting the light in as His Croix De Guree gave a shine.. exposing his full self..
Aria was visibly surprised, as she shook her head Having a hard time believing what was before her eyes. “Ok, I must be dreaming.” But then the mass of steel made a loud sound which made her flinch. “I-I..” she stuttered”..my name is Aria Barlow..wh-what are you?”
“Which is a heavily armored vehicle meant for frontline combat. For me specifically, I’m a light tank, in which I have higher mobility against heavier types.”
Aria would knock once more on the tanks hull. "Fascinating.." She listened attentively as the 'tank' spoke its part. "..frontline combat?" she smiled. "You're in a whole different world, your very presence is a surprise here. And the element of surprise is invaluable in combat."