After a moment the pain subsided and Dementa was able to stand up straight again. She looked carefully at the newcomers and read their body language.
The Big Bro-like slig looked hesitant, wary and kept glancing at her; she got the immpression that he didn't trust her in the least, though she couldn't guess why.
The mud looked concerned for the cyborg and Dementa was getting over all good vibes from her.
The cyborg...was hard to read. At first it was hostile but then it's manner became more positive before it keeled over in pain.
Overall she was a bit more concerned about the Big Bro-like slig then the cyborg, mainly due to the cyborg's current situation.
She glanced at Svag and could tell he was preparing to attack if need be.
"I don't there is a need to prepare to fight..." she said, low enough so that only Svag would here, "I don't see any immediate threat here."
In a way she couldn't blame him, these three were as much of a stranger to him as they were to her. But she had a strong feeling nothing bad was going to happen to them...a result of over 300 years experence...
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