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Storm? What storm? The inside of the library is as cozy as ever, comfortably warm and dry. In one corner of the study area, two aliens have commandeered a low table and some kind of soft, squishy seat that looks much like a couch made out of a giant bean bag. The table is heaped in books and datapads of various academic flavors, and Chanath holds another one of the devices, scrolling slowly through an introduction to warp physics. Unlike her typical manner of dress, the Shontin is wearing a red synthetic outfit tailor-made for her body shape, the golden delta of Starfleet perched on her collar. Her quadrupedal symbiont is sprawled out next to her on his belly, his long tail loosely wrapped around her waist, and between his forepaws is a hardcover book on the subject of basic intergalactic diplomatic techniques. Unlike his host, he wears no uniform, but there is a red band around his neck made of the same material, with Starfleet's symbol on it.

Studying from printed text instead of learning through song and speech is tedious, however, and not at all what they are used to, so it does not take long for Faris' attention to wander, finding people-watching to be of greater interest.

"If given an opportunity to study a new subject, would you take it?" he asks, of those who seem interested in conversation. "What would you wish to learn?"

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She smiles softly and gently snags the back of one to pull it a mite closer and eases into it as she listens intently.

"Aye." Aal murmurs softly with an understanding nod. Her eyebrows then go up as her eyes widen. With a low and impressed whistle. "Wow, that sure sounds like something and it would be." She remarks impressed. "Ya need a vast amount of energy for such a task in most places."

"It was a complicated maneuver," Chanath agrees, looking up from her datapad to study the newcomer curiously. "Many months were needed to properly prepare. It was very exciting, yet not a feat I am eager to repeat." Her face is not flexible enough to smile as a human would, but she does open her mouth in a friendly Shontine approximation. "If we are fortunate, it will not need to be repeated."

She hums and nods, "Sounds like." She remarks..it was hard enough doing such coordinating with vessels in the water..she could only imagine what it might be like with all sorts of engines and the like in space. That was a whole other animal.

"Aye..let's hope not..we're..um we're ya'll in danger whilst doing so as well?" She asks softly. Her tone sympathetic and gentle as her face softens.Trying to think of reasons why such a thing would be needed.

"Oh, yes. For generations, we have searched for an escape from those who would make us extinct by their hatred," Chanath agrees, bobbing her head in a birdlike nod. "In departing our universe entirely, it is hoped that the Valaghua will be unable to follow, and we will be free of them forever."

"If we are not, we may now gain assistance from the United Federation of Planets," Faris adds, sounding satisfied by the idea.

Her eyebrows go up, but not unsurprising sadly. Her ears perk up a little. "Well, I wish you well in that endeavor." She states sincerely.

Her eyes soften, empathically. "Have you been to many..planets and the like?" She asks warmly and conversationally.

"More than I have counted," Faris tells her pleasantly. "Before the Great Leap, we were paired as a scouting team tasked with locating a suitable world for us to settle. Much of our adult lives have been spent in this way."

She nods her face softens a bit more in sympathy. And then she raises her eyebrows and glances between the pair, "Oh...was that your task as well?" She asks softly, not sure if he was talking in the royal, 'we' or in general.

Unfamiliar with the concept of a royal 'we,' her question provokes puzzlement from both K'da and Shontin. "Yes," Chanath answers, assuming it is meant to address their compatibility. "As well as personality, a symbiont and host often consider their intended roles in the fleet when choosing to partner together. As our scouting teams were required to travel vast distances with few others for company, only those with compatible training were chosen."

She tilts her head a little intrigued, "hmm, interesting and..sensible." She remarks warmly. With a little nod. "ah..is that..kinda like..umm." She tries to think of a not offensive example to compare such things too. And decides to try looking them up and show like a picture or video or something. As she continues talking, "Like Jager pilots? " she pauses they might not know what that was, "um sorry I saw that in a movie.. it's like we're two people had to use a large robot together to fight..creatures bent on planet-wide destruction." She tries to explain.

Not understanding cultural references is something they are both quite used to, fortunately, although the description does not entirely clear up the matter. "We did fly together in a scout ship, though only one pilot is required," Chanath says slowly, still sounding mystified by the question. "Faris operated our weapons when it was needed."

"Oh I see..still working together in concert, is good." She states with a nod. Somewhat similar then. And tries to think of something they may have run into or least heard about in the nexus. With a slight scritch behind one of her ears.

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