As Madoka enters in her flurry of panic, Ten-Nank is standing halfway inside the room, already facing the doorway - and so, Madoka too. They have their hand-stitched Osigian cloak over their body, arms possibly crossed underneath, as if they were waiting for the young woman.
Their head tilts, to better direct their gaze onto her.
"Good." A single word, so heavy, but with a sound between relief and exasperation. A sound that changes more into something lazy as they go on. "I'm assuming from conversations with other passengers, other testimonies, that others around you would be interested. In using it as a fix, a way to repair - apologies for the potential state of your planet," they interrupt themselves. Oh yes, that.
"I will scan you, show your SCA. Please explain the situation of your planet, and if this involved a threat outside your planet, as much as you know about them. So our scouts can be prepared."
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Their head tilts, to better direct their gaze onto her.
"Good." A single word, so heavy, but with a sound between relief and exasperation. A sound that changes more into something lazy as they go on. "I'm assuming from conversations with other passengers, other testimonies, that others around you would be interested. In using it as a fix, a way to repair - apologies for the potential state of your planet," they interrupt themselves. Oh yes, that.
"I will scan you, show your SCA. Please explain the situation of your planet, and if this involved a threat outside your planet, as much as you know about them. So our scouts can be prepared."