<strong>Khell - Hoping for diplomatic relations </strong><br/><br/>Khell fidgeted a bit under the scrutiny. She had been half tempted to point out that she had made her approach fairly obvious, or at least she had THOUGHT she was doing so. But she suspected there was little profit in saying so, especially since the hostility did seem to be easing from the one. "Forgive me...I would not have intruded at all if the situation hadn't been so...desperate." she says, fidgeting a bit under the scrutiny. "It is true, I am not from around here at all...I had found myself aboard a ship through a series of...well, misadventures." she admits ruefully. "I didn't want to be here, and quite frankly I don't think I can go back. The people here look ready to either stab,eat, or capture anything that looks exotic enough, and I'm no person's food...or pet. The stabbing part also isn't appealing." she chatters, visually relaxing once she believes stabbing isn't imminent from the pair. If she finds the nudity odd, she makes no mention...she clearly is civilized enough to possess both speech and advanced gear, but with no clothing of her own (and really nothing to conceal as far as modesty goes) it's probably unsurprising that she wouldn't react to such a thing.<br/><br/>"There's really no point in being coy...I'm lost and I need help. I'm not helpless, but I'm not...suited for the wilds. I wouldn't even ask if I didn't think the situation was bad...I don't like imposing." she says "But you're the first people I've seen who didn't look like they'd deliberately try to do me harm."