Once he thought the gesture had gone on long enough, he let go of her hand and started to slowly walk the perimeter of the pond. Valinor assumed he wouldn't have to tell her to follow along with him, as she was there to ask him questions. As they moved, she would find that some of the plant life in the area wasn't native to Florida. There were plants and trees from across the United States, mostly organized by native habitat, and further in the distance, she might see plant life from other continents entirely.<br/><br/>"It is more general than that. We study connections to other species, but under ideal circumstances, we also examine how plant life and other, non-sentient life evolves under different conditions. I've always enjoyed seeing how other cultures develop. Your world's culture is far more...elaborate than any I've seen."<br/><br/>He smiled for just a moment as he thought about all he had already learned about earth and the cultures here, but the smile only lasted a moment. He had to remind himself why he was here. "But we rarely get to work under ideal circumstances. Allison, the reason we are here is because your world is in a great deal of trouble. We've learned that another race is moving towards your world. We call them the Wraith, and they are a plague. They take all the resources from a world, wipe out its inhabitants, then leave whatever they have no use for. By our estimates, they'll be at your doorsteps in less than 100 days."<br/><br/>He stopped walking at that, and turned to face her. It was hard for Valinor to imagine what it would be like to hear that a world could end in barely three months. His people had known about the Wraith for generations, but for someone new to galactic affairs, it had to come as quite a shock.