A visitor

[Arant]

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She could start to see the tell-tale signs now of when the intelligence behind the fabricated hulls and machinery began to think, process even, an almost infinite amount of possibilities and events before Lillian herself could likely write a basic thesis on the biological prudence for why the sky was blue. Always a pause, always with the lights, dimming or oscillating at points depending on the topics at hand being discussed or proposed. When it finally came she was, frankly, astonished it had even deigned to ask her of their own opinion. A choice. Maybe there was something they could salvage from the relationship after all. If one could even call it that.

"Well, first off, I suppose you could maintain contact through me using a more trustworthy proxy like the Auxesians seeing as I'm almost certain their whole idealogy and the fact they have a ship docked so close in proximity to your homeworld means you're more agreeable to their presence than anything else." She'd begin, glancing around the again barren deck of the haphazardly shaped interior of this alien ship. "What I'm basically saying is you and yours can just contact me through them seeing as this is only our first meeting. Of hopefully many between the SLRC and your kind."