<I'd be glad to. I just... haven't been to any kind of lessons in a long time. I used to sit in a tree outside the school I used to go to and watch people, though.>

[Not for a while, though. Too much to do. Too many missions to plan. And too many painful memories. Better to stay away.]

<Though... talking about lost culture... there was a race of people I knew. They kind of looked like... a little like you, if you stood on two legs and kept your horns but not your scales. They were invaded by the same aliens that we were fighting. Another race tried to stop them by killing off most of their species. It didn't work. But we found two that escaped being infested on our world, and led them to a safe place. I wonder what they'd think of somewhere like this.>

[... They would probably be upset at the lack of trees, to be honest.]