Why? [ Nebula's question is immediate. Her voice is laden with that husky kind of annoyance. It doesn't help that even in the bond that meshes as Exalt other emotions are muted underneath pain and anger. She just lives like this, but neither flairs - they just are - as she adds: ] This place is full of people from different worlds.

And yet it still takes its influences from Terra.

[ Earth. It's all the same and it's all slightly annoying. But then she kind of misses fried orloni. ]

[ She shrugs. ] It's a speech. The only thing that matters to me is action.

[ Which for the moment, in the lull between the storms, there is little of. She certainly doesn't look the party going, conversational short. ] It's not that civilians that need to be rallied.