The light was noticeably bright even to Rareth, but the locals seemed to [i]particularly[/i] hate it. Given how dark and dreary this place was, it did not take much thought to figure out why. If they had been here long enough, they would have evolved for low-light conditions, and unlike Rareth’s ocular implants, their eyes could not block out sudden bursts of light. 

In place of words, Rareth did her best to wear her emotions as openly as possible in her expression and body language. Many of those were instinctual among Rothians, so if she could not communicate ideas, she could at least communicate a feeling. She showed confusion and concern, then looked back towards the transit station and shouted back to her companions. “The locals [i]really[/i] don’t like that light. Maybe try…modulating the shield generator to block energy in the visible spectrum? It will be a small uptick in power usage, but it shouldn’t amount to anything major.”

Rareth’s suggestion would cause the shield to become noticeably opaque, so hopefully that would indicate to the villagers that they had done something about the problem. Until then, Rareth had the knife that Memnon threw to her, and a gift like that could go a long way to convincing them their new guests’ intentions. For primitives like them, knives were common tools used in everyday life, so such a gift would likely be seen more along those lines than as a weapon. Rareth still was not completely sure who was the leader among the villagers, or if there even was one, but she recognized the one that had been most willing to approach her. She laid the knife, still in its sheath, across her palms and bowed her head and she extended her hands slowly forward to present her offering to them.

Nirann raised up his head slightly to try and peer over the ridge down towards the source of Rareth’s voice for a quick moment. “Locals? So you found [i]intelligent[/i] life here? Exciting; let’s hope we can get this fixed quickly.” He commented to Dr. Wetherall as he started to assist with moving the equipment. “I brought diagnostic equipment, and also a mountain of data and technical manuals in my memory banks. I know I’m not your [i]usual[/i] engineer, but I think we can handle this. I have a lot of reference data from your Cradle, as well as all the readings we’ve been taking from the outside. If we compare our readings, your readings, and the Cradle data as a reference point, we should be able to make the right adjustments to the transit station’s software.”