"Handlers?  Oh..that's not proper word"  he taps the Polyvox. "Stupid machine makes mistakes. It takes time to learn language, and as learns more words gets better.  Doctor not really proper word. But close"   Doox seems to be grinning with self satisfication at playing the prank on you.. if a blob with no facial features could grin.<br/><br/>"Specialist is Linguist expert.  Even better then Zit'Kit'cha<em>(try saying that out loud - I love Vrusk names..heh heh)</em>She is from the Rim.  Is very honour to have her travel here."<br/><br/>Doox fetches some food itself.. although it looks like little more then milky-jello.  It walks with you over to some chairs by the window..sitting.  It's definately wierd watching aliens eat.  While Ivy eats her food (which tastes close to Macronni mixed with honey and berries) Doox just puts one of it's pseudopods into the entire bowl and continues to talk.  Also curiously, while it sits, it's three legs start to slowly flow back into it's body..the entire process taking about a minute before they are gone, and Doox is left with one arm to gesture with, and one eating.<br/><br/>Doox leans it's head close, whispering. "Ivy should learn.. Don't play funnies on Yarzarians.  They get mad.  They are no funny."