Just like having their own motive for being on Pandora, Maya and Zer0 both appreciated silence for different reasons. For the siren, it gave her moments to breath and think idly. Silence meant she wasn't about to be run down by a goliath or assaulted by a psycho. And although quiet did have a tendency to remind the woman of an unpleasant life behind Athena's abbey walls, Maya had never truly had an issue with meditation. As long as it was in moderation.

The assassin's reasons, frankly, were unknown; though, Maya felt conditioning most likely had something to do with it. The siren had, during Pandora's rare dull times, considered asking why Zer0 valued his silent minutes. They were comrades after all, and small talk was healthy. Especially on days when Sanctuary's vending machine lines' spanned haft the city's length. However brief attempts at conversation, though taught Maya how to read the man well enough, also never rooted well. Zer0 wasn't the talkative type and questions usually gained her nothing. Maybe a vague haiku at best.

So when Zer0 simply uttered "Calm" with out any other explanation one afternoon the siren found herself primarily confused.

"What?"

"With Vardiks removed, this alcove is rather peaceful, pleasant and quiet."

"Ah." Maya simply stared with questions on her face. Before leaving with Zer0 for the Caustic Caverns he'd been mia for a few days. Taking care of unfinished business along side Salvador, as Sal had put it, and when reconnecting with Zer0 Maya sometimes felt like she needed a cliff-notes cheat guide. He wasn't the easiest person to understand, even among Pandorain residences. His manner of speech alone certainly different.

"Chaos is common." Zer0 shortly added. Though his helmet turned away from her he apparently saw her puzzlement. "Perhaps a return visit, silence is rare here."

"I suppose so." The siren answered, though a bit slowly. "It's not that bad down here. That is if you can find a dry patch of dirt that isn't infested with hissing, toxic, insects. The Crystalisks aren' much of a problem either. So long as you keep a distance with your guns holstered."

"It is agreed then, this Caustic Cavern corner, ours to value calm, worthy of return."

Maya nodded her reply as the assassin's words began to process with some normalcy. Upon further though she found idea of revisiting their current alcove rather appealing. Like Zer0 had more or less said, silence was a rare luxury on Pandora; next to sanity and privacy. It was nice to know the siren could find a legitimate hushed second somewhere on the planet.

"I have a request, in regards to the others, this is a secret."

"Why?"

"Grasping our value, they may not understand, thus complications." Maya shrugged, willing to keep her mouth shut. Yet another verse came from the assassin before she could voice understanding.

"Also my judgment, in comparison to team, you are preferable."

"O-oh." Maya told herself she wasn't entirely sure why she chose then to turn away from Zer0. Although a sense of heat at her cheeks hinted, on some level, she knew otherwise. The siren swiftly shook sensation off however. She didn't have the temper to flush at charm that, in all likelihood, probably didn't mean much.

The woman had a better chance of being hit on by a skag when compared to Zer0 attempting romantics. While his cold voice sometimes did express sweet lines the assassin was simply playing with words. Zer0 had to if he expected to fit his thoughts into haiku. Never-the-less, despite Maya knowing this, a stubborn shade of pink linger on her face for the remainder of the day.