"Should I... get the Archangel for you?" asks the dumbfounded angel.

"Yes, that would be good."

The angel disappears into the cave mouth.

Lucien does his best to get off the landing pad without going inside uninvited.

There's a few nooks that are not obviously part of anybody's runway.

The angel comes back with another angel. "Who are you and why have you come here?" the other angel - presumably the Archangel Linus - asks severely.

"I am Captain Lucien of the Starship Bridget, this is Chief of Security Kurm."

"We are here to provide help and aid as best we can, to discover new allies, and to promote the flourishing of all as far as we are able."

"You've arrived uninvited."

"We did our best to find a way of contacting you from our ship, but the ship orbiting this planet wasn't responding and we couldn't figure out a way to contact you here without coming in person."

"There are other visitors?"

"There's an empty ship near your planet, but I was assuming it had been here for awhile? We didn't notice any warp signatures while scouting at least."

And they were keeping an eye out for those so they could avoid any Federation ships.

"I'm afraid I don't quite know what you're talking about. Would you like to come inside to talk?"

"Yes, inside would be good."

"You aren't aware of ship that's orbiting your planet? At least for the past month I think."

"Do you mean the moon?"

"No?"

He types somethings on his datapad, bringing up Starship Bridget's sensors and navigating to a view of the other ship. 

"Looks like this from space, though I suppose you might not recognize it from this angle."

"I don't recognize it. Is this what you came to discuss?"

"Not only that. We came to offer our technology and aid as well."

"I'd like to consult with the oracles on this subject. Can I offer you a guest room?"

"That would work, do you know how long the con-sultation might take?"

"It may be a few days for a round trip. Are you in very much of a hurry?"

"Not necessarily, though we do prefer to be as efficient as possible, their are a lot of people to help." and also the Amaliens need more allies for the war so they can keep helping and they need them soon. ...Lucien doesn't say that. Not yet any-ways. Prolly shouldn't wait too much longer to talk about the war other-wise it'll be like they are mis-leading them instead of just pri-oritizing helping and being friendly before seeing if any-one knows how the ship was built and... probably if the amaliens can have it. Assuming no one else is using it.

"We could prob'lly fly you there faster in our shuttle if you'd like? It's only a few hour trip anywhere on your planet."

"I don't believe we're in need of any help. And no thank you. Jovah gave us wings of our own."

Lucien can stay with his chief of security in the guest room in that case. It'll give him a chance to get to know what this planet's like.

The guest room has a twelve-foot-wide bed with a headboard that has enough room on top of it to serve as a nightstand, a fireplace, a window, a basin of water with some washcloths, and an armoire. It's carved straight into the mountain, smooth stone floors and rough stone ceiling.

This definitely matches what Lucien would expect from a place without much radio at all! He doesn't really have that much to unpack and it's not that late so he goes to see if anyone would be okay giving him a tour of the wider building.

There's a human servant accompanying them to the room if they need anything, though she wasn't expecting to be asked for a tour. "The - whole building? Most of it is just living quarters..."