Nika
Heh, didn't get a memo yet or she was just that touchy feely with everyone? Eh, what she could do about it? She pretty much mentally shrugged and just decided to go with the flow and ignore that too friendly or too flirty behavior, depending how you could interpret it.
"Eh, I was just tagging along with someone who was taking their revenge. Someone wronged you and you fight back, that's all there was to it for me. Oh, and killing people you don't like always feel cathartic. Sounds a bit flippant, I know, but there was never more to it for me than someone crossing me and teaming up with a bunch of people. Last time it was first at convenience, than I just fell into a routine. Oh, and some men in the army are pretty... colorful. But eh, enough of my stories. Let's talk about what they've got here around!"
Shifting a topic would be welcome. She wasn't here to be nostalgic, she wanted to keep with the flow and looked with what stuff people killed each other these days and nights. Did the technology really progress since the 1970s? The guns at the street display didn't look much different at first look to what she was used to. The difference must have been subtle indeed.