[Well that is a fucking relief. He projects gratefulness in reply, but he's a little worried still. The planet can't totally control the Warpers, meaning they're still possibly a threat, but attacking them would be bad when the planet apparently wants to adopt them as weird biotech children. He keeps his thoughts away from that; he needs to focus on the present. But he can't help but feel those wet blanket instincts worrying.]
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