Vreta joined the Humans at the table for their breakfast. He was silent at first while he prodded quizzically at the meal Kalax had prepared. He took in its scent again in order to take stock of its ingredients and make sure he knew everything he would be eating. There were no two spacefaring species with [i]perfectly[/i] compatible digestive systems, but digestive implants or specially-designed enzyme supplements could bridge those gaps and allow one to handle a wider variety of foods. Vreta’s enhancements were equipped to produce enzymes to aid in digesting nearly anything edible, but it still never hurt to double-check. 

“I can’t say I’ve experienced something quite like that before, even in all my time. Looking it up now, I’m seeing that Sthrirad is none other than the Tindrels’ rather unique symbiote. I should have recognized the name. Though, if I had, I might not have partaken.” Vreta said with a shrug. “It was a fun evening, though. I do somewhat regret cutting it short for us all. I was just doing what I thought was best for our well-being.”