"They're not all bad," Donnie couldn't help but sound a bit defensive. "All they want is to save their home. They've just been...historically very bad at it. And politics," he added in consideration.

"This dimension's iterations of them have unfortunately caused so much irreparable destruction that they have been blacklisted by the Galactic Council and most of them hunted and eliminated, which is why any that have survived in this universe have gone into hiding, and why we have to tread carefully with our ship."

He had to stare at Poinsettia though, as the explanation of their arrival caught him off guard. Sure, they arrived at questionable moments from their point of extraction at times, but to not know what had become of the rest of their kind...

There was a weird knot in his stomach that he wasn't sure what to do with or how to identify with the otherwise unpleasant sensation as he watched the creature's expression shift. He knew this one, and it was plenty understandable for one to be upset after that.

"I...I'm sorry..." he offered hesitantly, unsure what else to say.