Lots of things. But one of them is planets.

Ooh!

We are aliens. Be a bit of a rip-off if we couldn't solve your space problem eventually.

There would be so much griping about the low budget aliens.

We are kind of low-budget. We look just like Amentans, pretty much, except with different hair. And our skin behaves differently.

Differently how?

From what I can tell Amentans' skin universally ranges from pale tan to dark brown depending on how long they've been in the sun. An alien has a resting skin tone somewhere on that spectrum and varies by a few shades depending on how much sun we're getting.

Huh! That sounds much less convenient really, what if you're really pale and then you go on the beach?

Sunburn.

Ow!

I wouldn't know, I have magical healing.

That must be really handy.

Yeah! We never developed vaccines because pathogen-based illness is so trivial to fix.

Wow. Kids who don't like getting vaccinated must be happier as aliens.

Well, we don't have Internet either.

That's terrible. But you probably can't miss it if you never had it.

True.

Isn't it great though?

Yes!

We've had it for long enough that if it was going to get people to believe reds were just regular folks it would've done it by now though.

Yeah.

We'll figure something out.

You have any ideas?

Three. Idea one: Convince Orvaran theologians that magic can clean reds. Idea two: make treating reds decently a condition of planets. Idea three: administer the first planet ourselves instead of giving it to any one government, simultaneously teach clean Amentans the magic necessary to do without you, recolor all the reds' hair and sneak them in with the general population of the new planet.

First one is least likely to be a disaster if you can swing it.

It's our first choice. But it's not guaranteed to work, so having more rather than less backup plans is a good idea.