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[b]Location:[/b] Mandalore

Gretho and crew would stay silent for the majority of Satine's greeting, the hiss of recycled air from the respirators they wore being the only sound to emanate from their suits aside from the occasional whirring of hidden servos and other such mechanisms as they glanced at the guards that surrounded them, and two additional groups of disparate people. Their allies in all likelihood the captain surmised, though from which universes Daniel had fetched them he couldn't even begin to say. Still, it was far from the strangest thing any of them had witnessed over the course of their long lives, nor the most shocking, so he paid it little mind. At length, however, Gretho reminded himself of the job they had all been brought here to do and refocused his attention.

"Dimensional engineering is the long of it," he remarked, training his gaze on the Duchess at last. Or at least that's what it looked like anyway. In a fashion similar the facially concealing helmets the Mandalorians wore, it was rather hard to tell where any member of the Endeavor's was actually looking. A fact that was, in all likelihood, an intentional part of their equipment's design.

"The short, however, is a higher-dimensional entity did it. One going by the name of Daniel, that's what brought us all here."

He indicated the other two groups with a slight nod before falling silent. The Duchess didn't need an entire history lesson, only the basics.