She can't help but feel bad for the Horta being misinterpreted as monsters or unintelligent animals. "A mind-meld?" She asks. "Is that the touch-telepath power you were telling me about?" What an experience that must have been, to read the thoughts of a creature so difference from yourself... "We couldn't have a Horta on the ship," she says, matching his grin. "But it'd still be neat to meet one."

It is strange how a society with space travel for over two thousand years could forget such vital information, but these things happen. "It was to many people... but not me. After all the Earthlings I met here, I had a feeling we'd find it."