Rae shifts his weight a bit. He is aware that the foreigners would have no way of pronouncing his name properly. They would have no chance of speaking his language, the same way he would have no way of speaking theirs, if it wasn’t because of the small devices issues to most residents here, which work as translators. “Rae,” he settles for telling them. “It is what my name would be in your tongue.”<br/>He tries not to take notice when some of the other guards decides to join them. It’s not that he feels threatened by them, but he doesn’t understand why they would be needed. As far as he has understood, human beings are far more aggressive and destructive than he and his own race will ever be. Hopefully they have no plans of invading the planet.