[b][h2]Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr[/h2][/b]

Ren held back her desire to rant about the fact that the Metacar was a invasive species yes, and yes it was very dangerous but unable to leave a planet known independently and the current planet they were over was A, now almost entirely taken over, been exposed to weapons banned by many laws, had whole stations or would have nuclear level events as whole stations broke up and fell and would frankly be the most uninviting place to go since a class 5 deathworld. It probably was one now, of some class. Instead the Kellar paused, closed her eyes and breathed slowly holding the somewhat alcoholic coffee and sipped as pirates and so was mentioned. Food, water or so was probably more likely, right now they had X supply. No more. No less until they found more or grew more. 

Wait. That was a Grendari yeah, he was some kind of leader of his people she recalled. They were an odd, mostly water adapted species that honestly she never had come across too many of. He was honestly making her feel repulsive thoughts more than anything. He got no words, having no words to think where to even begin? Did he taste nice? Maybe… No, not if his soul was that rancid.

“As a Xeno Biologist, If I start, we're gonna be here all day.” Ren said, looking about and closing her eyes to calm again. “Short Answer. Eden Prime, ecologically about as healthy as a plasma reactor core. No one's going there any time soon. Same with most other worlds they took and we fought over.” She said and drank more of the alcoholic coffee feeling the happy buzz calm her down. “Trust me  if it might kill bugs. We tried it. We want to get far from those worlds out of that alone..”

“Thankyou” she said to the pilot as the comment came to something she knew, Biologist stuff not star science. “I need some help getting set up, Xeno, or otherwise. I know how things live. It cannot be too different from what I've used before.” The short woman volunteered and took the task, it would be useful and she was not exactly cut out to be a soldier. 

“I say Sol, I just want to do something, instead of being pushed about. I just want to leave this tomb of a world. I guess you're my clan now.” Ren said softly and looked about the room. Sure she was a little… rough edged but about as damaged as anyone else who had lived through the apocalypse. Everything she knew was dead on the planet below or in a vast crater. 

Ren just about held together, glad for the fact to be able to hide behind her drink, showing how close she came to not. “Somthing. Is better than zero.” Ending on that.