For once, Nihlus is actually doing something pretty close to relaxing. He's stretched out in the new, quiet darkness of the Lounge, reading through various schematics on his omni-tool.

Decked out in his armor, of course.

Neither the standard issue Hierarchy thermals or the Moira's had the proper temperature regulation he'd need to be comfortable with the current temperatures. The engine room was always warm, but the constant background noise didn't make it particularly well suited for this kind of reading.

The flicker of blue light out of the corner of his vision doesn't startle Nihlus. He's stopped being surprised sudden glowing holograms between BB and Cortana. BB was in cryo that the moment though, so he lifts hand for a wave, Cortana's name on his tongue-

That voice was sure was new.

Blinking, the Turian sits up slightly, peering at their latest digital arrival with interest.

"Well, hello." He rests an arm atop the backrest, tones warm in greeting. "I don't think I've seen you around before."