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"Yeah, no, I really don't like this," Tony Spark had taken to biting his nails, a habit the rest found trying to hear. In the politicals his sometimes overly human ways had won him the hearts of his people. When it came to actually handling situations he had a tendency to hinder himself. Thinking before speaking wasn't exactly a virtue of his. Dario Moterano rolled his eyes and hoped nobody noticed. A silence stretched between the four, and Xaiani continued to manipulate their view. The entire plasma representation rippled, rapidly reforming to show a jet of some variety zooming over the sea, near a coastline, and above a bunch of mobile water pod boats. It seemed to be going too fast for the average anyone to notice with the naked eye.

"Will this disrupt your populous?" The melodically mechanical voice transmitter of the rell ambassador Ulao Asaali broke the silence. He knew his kind would pick up on that, if any were paying attention. All it took was one to notice anything with the rell. Thanks to telepathy, there were no lies. There were also no secrets, which proved complicated sometimes. Not often.

"Probably? Maybe? Augh, you know what..." Trailing off, Tony Spark resumed biting his nails.

"I doubt there will be a panic," Dario Moterano's voice was smoother than his thoughts. There wasn't much that couldn't be explained and excused away, and space ships from another planet just so happened to be one of those things. He was simply glad the ship was out of view of his kingdom.

Instead it was parked over Cathos. Space trouble always seemed to happen for Cathos.

"Hah!" A nervous laugh from Tony Spark, "You didn't have your people shook by pirate raids, and that's a collaborative project between yours and mine and ours. We're sending crystals off to some other planet for study, and what have we gleamed? Chaos, that's what-"

"Fear should not guide your future," Ulao Asaali interrupted Tony, provoking a sigh from Dario. The rell were very different from the humans.

"And what would you do if they came down to here and, and, and killed everyone! What would you do, hm? Hide under the sea?" Tony Spark's words rang through the room. It was uncomfortable, the quiet that came after such an accusation.

Xaiani watched the three representatives. They avoided each others eyes, staring at the plasma Eterna between them. Dario looked the most uncomfortable, not wanting to take a side but secretly sharing the same concern. Tony was clearly distraught, unnecessarily so in her opinion.

Ulao was remarkably silent and still. Had the rell not helped the humans, time and time again? Had they not aided drastically in the building of their civilizations, offered technology the humans may have never discovered without their jellicient cohabitants of Eterna? Were there not habitable places for the humans under the sea? Had the two species not fully embraced their coexistence?

"We do what's right for Eterna," Ulao said, "As always."