Xinder Ouquid
"Oi! Warforged!" Shouted one of the cast of characters that Xin was looking over. Oh boy, an early intro to this reality show. Out of all of them that could possibly have bothered him first, it had to be the custom bodied girl, likely focusing on how advanced Xin was. He took a deep breadth before responding.
"What in the hell is a fucking Warforged? Or a Shao?" Asked Xin at a surprisingly normal volume, before pausing a moment in surprise. The voice was what he was expecting, clear and deep in the helmet with a mechanical filter seeming to be applied as he spoke, but the strong ears of the Recon model he was new. Definitely improved since the Warflesh 2-R with its oversensitive ears that made every sound almost painful to hear.
Now the girl was getting way too close and flexing about. I should just put her out of her misery. Just one quick shot. "No, the slits aren't windows to the soul. It's a fucking helmet." Stated Xin as he realized that the girl was looking up at the four 'eyes' of his helmet. The entire time, Xin was keeping his composure and stance. A soldier couldn't afford to let potential enemies to see weakness.