Rareth tried to enunciate her name more clearly, but she was not going to dwell on that detail for too long. It was more important that she establish her intentions than that they get her name right. Her translator was still not returning results, but at least things were not going too badly. They had staved off violence so far. It certainly helped that they seemed to be closely related enough that they could look like they were of the same species. Rareth was a giant compared to them and wearing strange armor, but her face was at least familiar to them. To the villager who reached out to touch her, she offered her hand, palm down and with her fingers curled inward so as not to present the claws on her armored hand. 

After a moment, Rareth glanced back towards her Human allies, mostly to signal to the villagers that she was speaking to her own companions, rather than them. “I don’t suppose we have anything that could be given as a gift, do we? Something that isn’t a gun? I think that might help signal our intentions.”

Nirann’s appearance was met with a few seconds of signal errors on half of his sensors, along with what felt an [i]awful[/i] lot like a headache. Fortunately, a quick reboot of his body’s systems seemed to do the trick. Seeing as he was still not terribly familiar with the Human harnesses, they decided it was best to scan a body in, rather than try to program a new one. Less could go wrong that way. He had uploaded a copy of his neural network into the processor of one of the ship’s security droids. It was essentially a more militarized version of a police bot, so it was built in the form of a Rothian, though it lacked synthetic flesh. Rather, he had an armored outer shell consisting mostly of matte white metallic plates. To give him a bit of extra processing power, he had taken the processing unit on the computer he had appropriated and essentially shoved it into the droid’s storage compartment then quickly rigged it to be accessible to the unit’s internal network. It might not have been a conventional solution, but it would work. It came with enough extra storage space as well to give him a library of knowledge on ancient Rothian civilizations and customs, as well as the technical data the Humans elected to share. 

Nirann’s eyes lit up with a soft blue glow once his optics came online. Although, he found himself far from impressed when he started to look around. Even after he switched to low-light vision, the whole area still seemed dark and bleak. Regardless, he did not stay distracted long. He spoke up as soon as he noticed the Human scientists near the transit station. “Okay, I’m here and…this place is weird. By the way, don’t send anyone else back through. The one you did send back…she didn’t look so good last I saw her. Something is going wrong with the transit station, or how it's interacting with this particular simulation, and we need to fix it.”

It did not take long for Nirann to scan the area around them, and with thermal sensors, his scan immediately revealed the crowd of villagers that had descended upon Rareth. “Also, wow, that’s a lot of heat sigs nearby. Is that, uh, something I need to be worrying about?”