Liability stood panting. The war was over. Her people were safe. She felt Logos hand on her shoulder and smiled. He was right everything was alright. Except she had no idea what happened to her father. She felt the warmth of a ship then the feel of water on her feet. She looked up to see who the pilot was. She didn't recognize him but knew his species. "We welcome you to our home r'ylean. However my father is badly wounded and I must see to him first. I appreciate your offer." She bowed respectively with her fist over her heart. A tradition in welcoming allies. "If you would like, sir, you may accompany me to my fathers side. Perhaps you can tell us how the necronians got here in a manner of war. Or at least share what you might know."