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"Yes Brullen, you are the prime example of diplomatic relations." Niala says sarcastically as she shakes her head, stepping away from where she had leapt to provide cover for Fleur. "And you should be glad that my aural implant doesn't connect to pain receptors else you would also have had me on the floor. As it is, Fleur, are you alright? Hurt?" She asked, crouching in front of the girl, who had not only been distressed by the presence of the other naturans, but Nia had also seen Connor's reaction to the sound and knew that the younger one was likely more susceptible. As she waited on the girl's reply she also addressed Brullen again. "I have a pretty good amount of data to start on the translation programs. I'll start getting things hooked up when we get back to camp."