Shaavi and M'rella looked about themselves, familiarizing themselves with their new environs.  The wide corridors, the strange nature of the walls with embedded crystals were off great interest as was the variety of uniforms arrayed before them.

They listened to McKay ramble on at length while getting a great of the situation.

"Greetings," Shaavi stated, showing her hands to the sides to illustrate their lack of firearms.  Thor only apparent possession was what appeared to be a technological box in a custom sheathe pocket on their hips.  "We come in peace."

"We have had some experience with alternate worlds ourselves," the green skinned woman commented, "Unfortunately neither of us are part of the science division.  I'm Shaavi, ship security and tactical.  This is M'Rella, helmsman and pilot for our vessel."