So far, Thrust hasn't managed to find a public InfoCore terminal, but he's got his eyes open for any building that looks archival. He's also keeping an eye on the crowd, for people who stand out or to get a better idea of what kind of people these weird organics are. (He still sort of suspects he's been plugged into a VR simulation. Maybe something originally meant for off-world explorers or diplomats that the Maximals repurposed.)

He's noticed a lot of people giving him a wide berth, and a few other people in the crowd getting the same treatment. Astrid's one of them, which is what draws his attention-- but unlike most of the organics, Astrid moves like a fighter.

So when she's close enough to the low wall where he's parked himself, Astrid gets a moment of eye contact and a fairly respectful nod from a barrel-chested, brown-skinned guy in a hot pink shirt and bright yellow gloves.

... Thrust isn't a big talker.