Melfleur raises a hand to silence them for a moment, answering Ivy's comment "They are irate because I'm forthcoming with you. They feel perhaps that you are not mentally stable enough to handle the exact nature of your situation"  While it talks, Polyvoxes translate for the rest, which causes the Vrusks to go anew.<br/><br/>Up close, they look pretty frightening.  And they talk by clicking the plate in their mouth against their mantibles, mixed with other sounds in it's throat.  Pieces begin to fall into place.. PanGal apparently is a language that's been made up so that every creature can talk it..even with the vastly differnt, or in Dralasite cases..absent.. mouths.<br/><br/>The Vrusk turns to Ivy, reaching to touch a contact on the Polyvox so that it would translate. "We honour the deal.  Ivy will comply. Ivy will educate us on her world"  Having made their pushy demands, the collective turns to stalk out.<br/><br/>"They are so crass.  And it is rare that a Vrusk gets so empassionate.  There are no doubt mitigating factors"   The clefts of it's lips lift up for a moment. "You will please assist me if I misspeak your language.  I only am able to draw upon the known collected works..no living being has spoken your language in thousands of years."<br/>Another buzzer sounds.  It looks up and then back down, shaking it's head sympatheically.