PROCESSING...<br/><br/>She'd run into the natives - Faster than she'd expected, at any rate! Galatea paused - Just for the fraction of a second - her sophisticated mind calculating the ideal response...<br/><br/>-which is why she stumbled forward a step, shaking her head as if dazed. "Ohhhhhh..." the lovely gynoid exhaled, s-l-o-w-l-y...Her lissome legs threatening to buckle beneath her, in a way meant to evoke maximum vulnerability! "I..." she began - Even as she shaped a certain code-sequence in her mind...<br/><br/>CRUMP.<br/><br/>The pod burst into flames, behind her - Folding upon itself, as shaped charges detonated...Collapsing in the midst of a sudden, spontaneous inferno, the single-use dimensional breaching unit engulfed in a brief, short-lived eruption! Galatea gasped, out loud, mimicking surprise - Her boots scuffing against the ground, as she staggered back...Raising a slender arm, as if to shield her violet eyes from the flames!<br/><br/>"I..." she began - parsing the language, forming a region-appropriate cant - "-I'm...<em>Galina</em>, of Heroes Hearth." Apart from her odd accent, the lovely adventuress (Even though she was hardly that!) certainly seemed normal enough...Despite her weird method of arrival! Her sensors indicated a high level of superstition, but an acceptable level of mechanical sophistication, which meant her best response was...<br/><br/>"-My party...We were<em>exploring</em>, and we found - We found..." She let her gaze settle on the burning remnants, with just the right amount of wary skepticism! "Whatever *that* was." Galatea drew a deep breath, sweat glistening on creamy skin...Looking around, with a touch of surprise! "Where<em>am</em>I?"