"- Peka Atan, ma'am."

She tilts her head while laundering and transfering the money.  

"Okay, it should all be there, my dear. With an extra thousand for spending money and what not."

That's a lie but it's such a nice one. "Thank you ma'am."

Sigh, people are so distrustful of her generous crimes.

"You could as least check your account balance."

Fine, fine. She checks.

...she pays off the credit before the number can disappear. "Thank you ma'am!!!"

"You're welcome."

She's smiling herself - it's quite satisfying to be able to help. 

Peka keeps blinking at her screen like she can't quite believe it.

Aww, she has a very nice astonished expression.   

"If you're up for it, I have more questions now than when we started this conversation."

"Yes ma'am?"

Oh good, she didn't drop the ma'ams.

"Well, my initial questions were about why you were in a tent that might as well have had a bullseye painted on it for all that it's an obviously easy to target in a war zone."

"Oh, it's actually not like that, nobody'll target me unless the whole unit is wiped out. It's a war crime to interfere with the reasonably expeditious handling of pollution in a war zone."

"So the red is for your protection?"

"The red is so everyone knows it's the red tent and that is among the things it does, ma'am."

"What else does it do?"

"Well, uh, usually it also warns people not to come here. Probably you should take a shower after you're done here ma'am."

"Why?"

It's not like she's going to get infected with anything. 

"Because you've touched my tent, ma'am."

"And your tent is. Red? I still don't understand."

If these aliens are afraid of the color red she is going to be so miffed.

"Because I've touched it, because it's a red tent, for reds."

She is miffed.

"I don't actually know what a red is, dear."

"We're a caste, ma'am."

"Ah. An untouchable one?"

Earth had a few of those in her time.

"Yes ma'am."

"Well I -"

Why are there emotions here that she didn't put there. Go away emotions. 

" - I'm very familiar with the concept but strongly object to it for myself."

"I suppose I will still abide by the local norms as long as I'm planetside. And might get caught."

Not that the norms about touching make any sense to apply to Moira in this form.

"Yes ma'am."