Speaker's attention was drawn to Evy and her explanation, yes that could very well be the reason for his mild restlessness. He closely observed the Xakix hologram and nodded.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"That is very useful information, good Evy. I am gracious, as we all are, for your diligence and vigilance over us."</span>he bowed his head to her, raising his arms in gratitude.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Undetectable predators, unseen, and with a taste for blood. Please inform our protectors of this, in as much detail as you have available. I trust the good soldier Zero, the good miss Issy and good mister Berac will know what to do. Also, as a personal request, we should -what was it they called it?- close ranks? Yes, huddled closer, it would be easier to defend ourselves."</span>he smiled with his own smile, momentarily forgetting his veil was still covering his face and obscuring it.<br/><br/>Mention of the mating season of the alien predators brought a hint of worry. It may ignite the same restless desires within him and, lacking adequate circumstances to meditate and will them back, he might have to resort to carnal means of settling them. Fully aware of his kind's norm and taboos, as well as their heightened fertility, Speaker knows it will be a difficult undertaking. He sighed lightly and took a praying pose, seeking guidance from his ancestors and gods, or at least a small measure of rest for his psyche so he may keep a clear head for the benefit of the group.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>