"Humans?" That seems likely. Logical. Still, the concern bleeds into her stance. She, too, would go back. But for Palmer and his new friends alike, it could well be a one-way trip. Or worse...

She reaches up and pulls her helmet off, ignoring the wrenching crunch and stab of pain as her left antenna snaps. She needs to look Palmer in the eye.

"I know you want to face the beast yourself, but my offer from before still stands. If there is any help I can give, it's yours."