A light crackle of electricity runs through the air as Ghods materializes standing next to the bay doors. Some of the crew acknowledge him, however, most don't because among the Lightbearers, the sight of him appearing and disappearing had become commonplace. A hiss of air comes from his mask as it switches from recirculating air to standard pressure. He gives a nod of courtesy to Cortana before regarding her little Angel. "And here we have the ever rumored Angel. Pardon my entrance, I simply like to assure that I'm not followed."
Netsakh's indignancy and annoyance is nearly overwhelming. They know that their bearer simply hides because they believe their emergence brings some feeling of magnificence. Their bearer does not need it's ego inflated more than it already is. Their mind reaches out to the two: "Do not worry for this one. They are headstrong in foolishness, and should be payed little attention."
Ghods laughs as he unlatches and removes his helmet in an attempt to make himself less threatening. The light wisps of red energy that flared behind his sunglasses faded slightly, but were still there despite his best efforts. "Well, if it helps any, you can call me Romulus, and think of me as a big dog that goes around doing what other people tell it to..."