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_{( He quirks a brow when she starts typing, but doesn't comment on it otherwise. Instead he reads the words and then turns his gaze back to her face. )}

That's right. Kinda easy ta pick us out from the natives.

_{( He nods to the marketplace, where the refugees of Exsilium are selling their wares or just going about their business. There is a certain look about them, and even just the uniform drabness of their clothing marks them as more a part of this world than the Transports would ever be. )}