Zer0 and Gaige were a weird case; Of best friends and other things that gapped between age differences. Gaige saw him as his replacement father, and a badass one at that. Zer0 saw her as a young girl dealt an extremely hard hand, and he decided to not hide behind haiku and lies. He was straightforward with the young female, but he used haiku to tease the Mechromancer occasionally, which ended up with Zer0 blocking from weak swats as the offender either giggled or growled with irritability. As another day passed, less and less became of remainders of the Hyperion corporation and the Vaults in other worlds for Gaige, and more of Zer0.
The mysterious assassin/ninja who spoke in a rough voice with such poetic, yet deadly words that it was hard to concentrate on the fight when he recited them. Even if it was one he recited enough times that she memorized them, and was able to remember the accent on the last few words. This was such day, as Zer0 was literally backhanding a Psycho that got a bit too close to Gaige as DT was cooling down. "No touchy." He said, not even bothering to add some witty words or even make it a haiku. And such blatant care for the younger female did not go unnoticed. Zer0 unsheathed the katana at his hip, since what ninja did not have a katana? Gaige couldn't think of one, too busy reminiscing of ninjas whilst Zer0 slipped his blade from the chest cavity of the too-close-for-comfort Psycho.
Zer0 didn't have the time to chastise Gaige before he silently stalked his next target. Like a little cat that spun haikus and never took that damned bodysuit off. Gaige didn't know what Zer0 was; Race or if he was a human. He was definitely male, she could tell by several signs, and the fact that he made it so blatantly obvious with his body language. It would be kinda stereotypical, and racist, to immediately think he was of Oriental descent before he came to Pandora. She hadn't exactly collected ECHO logs of his, so he could only grip thoughts of what he was, before blowing them away with a small frustrated sigh. The red-head finally sat up, dusting her miniskirt before heading off to aid her friend Zer0.
As she offed a couple more Psychos, she turned to Deathtrap. The robot finished choking a bandit, tossing aside like a old toy and went to it's master. Thats right, Deathtrap would always be at her side. She heard it's gears grind, making a noise seem like burring as the robot closed onto it's masters' position. She smiled at him, her head going to the side slightly. DT tried the same, only to fail and start rotating like a gyro. She suppressed a giggle, and she heard a chuckle behind her. An unfamiliar one. She jumped, turning around and accidentally smashing Zer0 in the side of his helmet. The :C emote quickly pulsated, and Gaige started scrambling and repeating 'sorry' several times.
Hurting him was something she regretted, even though Zer0 accepted her apology by haiku, which would have normally cheered her up. She still worried, however. Men like him didn't exactly grow on trees on planets like Eden-5. Which only brought more troubling memories. She cast them aside, maybe confessing to Zer0 about how she saw him later in the day. Right now, the bandits were being troublesome.
Whenever she longed for Eden-5, or her father, she turned to Zer0. He was a good replacement, and something more. A friend.