[center][h2][color=mediumpurple]Rhylaen[/color][/h2][/center]

Rhylaen blinked in surprise as the blonde pilot pointed at her and called her a thing.  Her wide eyes narrowed, and she clenched her fists at her sides again.  She was grateful for the redhead pilot's defense, but she wasn't going to let it stand without saying something herself.  [color=mediumpurple]"Am no 'thing'!"[/color] she snapped as she turned to face the offending human, her speech accented and carrying a musical lilt.  [color=mediumpurple]"Am Tevranian.  Tev-ray-ni-an.  If I can say, you can say too."[/color]  It was clear from her grammar (or lack thereof) that she was actually speaking Galactic Standard on her own, not using a translator.