Interacting with the people of normal stature in the colony without seeming to be a mortal threat is a bit difficult when you're ten stories tall. Like the cute xenobiologist who makes his rounds every day around this time. Most often upon your approach he sees the dour expression on your face then simply walks to his vehicle and leaves, thinking his presence has angered you in some way. So it makes sense having a more confident friend along for the adventure when you're trying to chat him up.

Unfortunately, she has a tendency to flaunt her size with jesting threats of impending devourment. Being too frozen with fear to run at least means he'll be able to hear your proposition.