Sevatar's head turned to mark each of the new arrivals, mentally cataloging potential strengths and weaknesses that they could bring to his plan. He took the proferred hand and shook it cordially before speaking. "Regretably I do not believe that I can provide the sustenance you require. The only thing I have that might suffice is an encrupted datapad, and until I can crack the encryption and learn it's secrets, then I must keep it's machine spirit intact." He paused and cocked his head slightly at the robed Azhi. "Of course, if you were able to learn the secrets it holds, then I would have no further requirement for it."<br/><br/>With that he turned slightly to address the newcomers. "I suspect that anyone who wishes to claim they are a sentient being has no wish to share a planet with these particular xenos. Yes, I wish to leave this planet. I already have some ideas of how that could be accomplished. I, however, do not have all of what I believe will be the required skills to make that plan a reality. Anyone who is able to assist, who has skills that they can contribute, is welcome to share in the attempt. Success will see us all away from here, assuming everything goes to plan."