Shard addresses the small group of assembled volunteers who have gathered, the communication silent but vital.
"My people We have survived.
For the first time I believe that our people may have a true future. We will send out the Prion hosts to gather resources with the crude vessels the synthetic lifeforms have bestowed upon us. Basic, primitive human constructions, a few transports. Enough to form a supply line. A life line.
We are still vulnerable, but we will survive. I will lead our kind in disguise, as a human. It sounds disgusting. And it is.
We gather now in the Core Primus of our tiny new home. You have come forward, asking for a chance to undertake this revolting task of initiating a Prion host. Some are speaking of it as an honour. I certainly do not think it to be. We must deceive these humans long enough to gather our strength. We have transport vessels, we must gather our resources by any means necessary while at all times remaining discrete in our actions. Only by this method will we survive long enough to seed New Etheria.
I know there will be questions."
Always questions, I thought to myself. I almost regretted betraying the others then, initiating the Bridge prematurely to save us lucky few. If I had not we would be long dead by now from Iridium deficiency. There were more able survivors than expected. I awaited their input on these matters, carefully leaving out the last fact.