<You're very cheery for somebody about to hail a shipful of Yeerks.>

"It's a side effect. I'm having a great time."

Matirin buzzes. Unhappily.

When they get where they're going, Pelape calls for settling into an orbit.

She hails the Pool ship.

There is a substantial delay and then the Pool ship answers. "What is this?" asks a human's voice in Spanish.

"We secure?"

"Yes."

"According to our intel down there you have a narrow window to pull your mutiny if you do it right now." She manages a fairly serious tone in her reply, which is in Portuguese instead, despite grinning.

"- who is -"

"You're in command, right -"

"Yes -"

"It has to be now, before someone comes in, before someone asks about this hail."

"Issash?"

Solemnly: "I'm sorry. He knew -"

"- mm."

The Pool ship blows the Blade ship out of the sky.

.... he demorphs. 

He commandeers several of the instruments to check various things. 

<How? - I suppose you don't know ->

"Yeah, I'd like my apologies conveyed to whoever that was for the impersonation of whoever I was impersonating and certainly can't tell you who Issash was or what he knew."

Matirin is speechless.

"...are we done here, then."

"We should land, I'm not sure I can prevent a plane shift from being way off if I'm not making the trip and we don't want our ride to land in hard vacuum."

<Why was there a Yeerk ready to commit a mutiny right then??> Bella asks as she demorphs.

"I can't even guarantee you it was a Yeerk but that does seem to be the most probable option. Sorry, Felix doesn't explain itself well."

<Will it go well if we contact them and ask about an explanation?>

"Uh - no, you should land where I tell you and let me dial you a number first."

"What, to catch up whoever she thinks she was talking to?"

"That sounds right!"

<If Caranth's on our home planet is there any way you could convey a message?>

"Sure, there's magic for that, or you could just wait a week for your cousins to land in Australia and meet you according to your meeting up on strange planets protocol."

<They're on their way here???>

"I guess?"

<Okay.> They land.

She gets on the phone with someone, has an innocuous Portuguese conversation about his sister becoming a manicurist, and having thus delivered the passwords derives that there's a Yeerk Resistance and the mutineer was its leader and she's expecting to find Andalites in contact with the dirtside Resistance members considering what she saw from her perspective.

<...thank you.>

"You're welcome!!!!"

<Is there a way to be in contact with your...organization?>

"You personally or Andalites, because Caranth is on the latter after he sits through quarantine."