Clem followed Sammy to the bar, but made sure to have everything she hadn't checked in with her. She might as well go through the introductory motions of welcoming a new member to the team, since everyone else was doing so.
Once at the table, she ordered a beer, glad Ophelia was paying for the first round. "At least she's starting things right" thought the ork, while she listened to the conversation unfolding. She was definitely overwhelmed by the Matrix technical stuff, and was skeptical about how their commlink could help the team perform better during fights. She decided to give it a shot, but if this setup was going to give her any trouble she would be the first to dump it.
Clem stayed silent while everyone else was talking. She never understood that urge people had to say things, to spill everything for everyone to hear. She had been brought up knowing that information was power, so people in her ancient organization kept it short and close to their chest. Still, she was always glad to hear more, as long as she didn't have to share anything. She had definitely met her "sharing" quota with Sammy earlier and was satisfied with her efforts.