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There are a lot of Amentan countries. Vanda Nossëo representatives are dispatched to all of them. These Elves (two with black hair, one with silver) take a shuttle down from the lightleaper to a country called Calado, and radio ahead to request permission to land at a elegant modern spaceport.
okay by comparison Voa and Tapa look like thriving modern democracies
"I'm going to send you an email with instructions about logging in to a confidential case file where I can keep you updated on what evidence has been entered and what motions have been filed. You'll have to create a password and have the options to add additional levels of security. Anyone asking you for permission to look at your case file, or trying to look over your shoulder at it, or insinuating that it'd be to your advantage to show it to them, will spend the next decade in jail, report them immediately, confidentiality is taken very seriously."
"I assume my Amentan email accounts are not present on this computer, how will I receive your email?"
She opens up her email account and figures out the interface and goes to see if alien drama is more interesting now she can understand the language.
In an alien legal drama aliens fight to make their government pay reparations to the recently-resurrected people it massacred a hundred years earlier. Alien police procedural is still on; the alien cops agonize over whether to burn through one of their scarce forensics requests to nail down a murderer who seems to be murdering dying people knowing their insurance will pay their resurrections if they die by murder.
The greys similarly find themselves arrested and given a hearing.
Their prison has a basketball court in a courtyard. The planet has rings; they're visible in the sky. The prison staffperson is pink-skinned and brown-haired but could otherwise pass for Amentan.
At least it's not brown-skinned and pink-haired.
...they send one of their number to talk to the staffperson.
"...I don't know, can you? Is this where we, uh, go to our course on illegal orders the - other alien mentioned -"
" - uh, so, technically you get a trial. Though if you want to skip that, you or your attorney can tell the judge 'look, I'm from this place where if someone says 'kidnap those aliens!' you haven't got a whole lot of choice about it, can I do a course on illegal orders and move someplace where I won't be given illegal orders and call it even and keep this off my record?' and I can't imagine the judge would turn that down. Is that something you want?"
"Okay. So this afternoon in about an hour you get a hearing, and at that hearing you get a lawyer, and that lawyer's job is to figure out how to get you what you want out of this whole situation - so, make deals with the judge for you, make sure your family can access visitation and sue for easier access to visitation if they're having a hard time getting here, make sure you know what to tell the court. And your lawyer will be able to figure this out with you, okay?"
"Yes. So does, uh, the blue lady - sorry, I read the file but I can't pronounce the names - anyway, each of you get a lawyer. Sometimes it happens that, like, what's in your interest is to cut a deal where you testify against someone else in exchange for going home, and the lawyer would not be able to do his job right for both of you."