Oradis was listening intently to the conversations around it. It dimmed it's facial lights, to feign sleeping, as it sat against the wall. But it was listening intently. glad to know that none of the others knew that Newcomers don't sleep. At least, not in the traditional sense. Oradis was well aware of it's surroundings, and listened. It's mandibles clicked noisily as it heard the cat human known as Maarcuu mention needing a spaceship. So, a way off world. This is most opportune, it had been too long since we found ourselves continuing with our travels. Perhaps we would be best to remain listening?

Then it heard that Rectja was hunting Maarcuu, and tried to hide it's grin. Oh yes, desperation will drive anyone to consider all possibilities. we would be afraid if we were you, Beastman. A G.L.I.P. pilot is not welcome on Norrux, but we will help you as best as we can, if we have the possibility of getting off this wretched planet. But where would we get a spaceship? Perhaps we should mention... No, no, not now. We will bide our time.