"I don't care about replacing them; I don't want responsibility for a bunch of sniveling humans. I'm merely pointing out that whoever is currently leading is doing a poor job." The alien seems fairly flippant about the prospect, though the brief ire to his voice over that one word suggests that he's struggling with some aspect of the equation. He's happy to focus his attention elsewhere.

"Meet up? That's a good question. That camp seems to be about the only remotely organized set-up that I've come across but I don't think it would be wise to conduct this sort of business so close to so many eyes and ears. Maybe somewhere in the ship itself, though... with its precarious position on the cliff and all that groaning coming from the inner structures, I'm not sure how stable it is."