"Well yeah, but we're the only one that talks and uses tools and shit," she raised both brows, taking a moment to wipe some sweat from her brow and some barky detritus from her hands. Even at this size she has a way of accumulating dust and debris like a pigsty.

"Humans are humans; I don't get in on that racist shit no matter what some fuckheads like to spit out." She's not exactly sure if Arj is doing that or not, but given the likelihood of cultural fuck-ups, she's not levelling a dirty stare at him. She's more curious about what the fuck he's talking about now than she was before!