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Sukarma nods turning full black at the thought of something knocking on her sarcophagai and moving chairs, "A tow would be good! Most of my hardware is normal technology. If you can get my power stable again I'd be able to move. I think you can do that remotely! I wouldn't have to try to spool up the slip drive and blow a fuse again. The ship gets really creepy when its on and nobody is there. I have some resources but not really much money for trading. Um, my allowance from Lexicon is at home. I had to use most of my precious metals for repairs. Can you sell iridium?"

"I can spare," She leaves off to tally her stocks though the storage cell where inventory log keeps losing contact. "5 kilograms? It's a rare earth it must be useful for something. I guess NASA won't mind if I sell their asteroid. If anyone can find a way home it's a smuggler."

She'd accepted the notion of first contact but the presence of other humans here bewildered her. Nasa would lose their collective minds if she ever managed to get home anyhow. She eyed Aryell turning a orange on yellow, "Earth has never met other civilizations in space before! Everyone will be so excited!"

Her secondary pattern turned bright red with her burning curiosity, "Are there non-humans in wing city?"