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voidtreckernpcs ([personal profile] voidtreckernpcs) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere 2021-09-21 05:16 pm (UTC)

"Acceptable," Ansha speaks of the medical deference, then waits for Yondu to speak; answering the last first.

"Take them to the shelter if it's closer, then bring them here when it is safe - our people will work with you to coordinate efforts. They will be restrained and taken care of there - it will be secured, and Enshala can move her attentions where the rest of the shroud stays. That will work better for your people." A show of consideration, for their presence and own disadvantages.

"And as for my caution," they continue, following a beat, "that has little to do with any previous people, but the invasions of our own life. The Red Storms, always coming from the sky; its despair different, but the result always the same. Is kindness without exchange so normal from the lands your people come from, that you wouldn't question intentions? In the middle of disaster - asking for knowledge, promising help, asking nothing in return. It is unthinkable."

It is not their way. Why would it be any other's?

"We would see it as learning the ways of our people, our layouts, how we work. Your disadvantages here satisfy me for that reason, but do not mistake me." She looks at them both firmly.

"I think for my people, I take no pleasure in it. If any of your people are truly suffering being here, then we can work on aid."

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