For that, she laughs, for his gesture, that he would look bedraggled come morning. All her fault. Something that she squeezes his hand with, curling around his in a brief grip.

"They will be glad to meet you too, we have heard much of you and your exploits. Though I hope our differences does not bother your... Betan ways if we are to travel together. We are... very private. I would request a room where we might have some seclusion amongst ourselves. I am comfortable being exposed, but they are... they have never been so far from home."

To say the least, they were very out of their depth, on Earth and around Betans. Some of it reactive. A need to cut themselves off with what little they could keep from the UC, others... older.