Cheerwind would give her account of what happened after she had found Shyeal and Mneta with her turn on the mic, leaving out a few minor notes like the goblins, and a couple major ones like the shower sex. She'd describe Mneta as... professional and collected, someone who saw the situation the ship was in, and doing the best she could to help save those she shares a ship with. Mneta seems to be of no danger to our world, at the moment, and trustworthy, as long as we are honest with her.<br/><br/>Afterwards she'd listen to Mneta's rather long speech about their crew, their cargo, and their intentions. Wow... she knew the ship had been large, but she had a lot of people in there! And apparently a lot of trade minerals. The big wigs got a bunch of magical people to scan, and sense if the alien was telling the truth, or was a good person, but Cheerwind rarely cared about that kind of magic. It never actually seemed to get to who the person actually was. Still, it made the officials and crowd *feel* better, so it didn't hurt at least.<br/><br/>Much like Shyeal, Cheerwind would try to answer questions and talk about her short adventure with Mneta, but there were a lot of people at this party, and she was starting to feel a little claustraphobic. As that pressure started to descend on her, she fluttered closer to where Mneta and Shyeal were talking, apparently preparing to head back to Shyeal's aunt's house, and get some good sleep before the ride tomorrow. "I guess that's one way to look at it... the birth of the next adventure." A flicker of thought, a cinder of an idea had started in Cheerwind's mind. About the next adventure she might have. "Yeah, I like that saying. Thanks for the thought, c'mon, I agree, we've got a big day tomorrow and probably too many speeches and people to get to it. Some sleep sounds great!"