He sends pictures. "Are you gonna believe them? When they say no we won't bother aliens promise?"

"I'm assuming professional diplomats know how to say more well-cited things than 'promise'."

"But if you already know they're going to say something persuasive what are you expecting to get out of talking to them?"

"Specifics."

"Can I start on the books since they're going to be convincing?"

He sighs and goes back to his tablet.

Cam reads.

And after a while he gets a notification there are people at the door and presses a button to let them in and then calls to warn them not to go in the living areas, a pipe burst, the door is in his bedroom. And a few minutes after that four people step through, two with blue hair and two with yellow. They stop to blink in confusion at the bar but not nearly as long as Sahan did. Then they glance at each other and one of the blue women steps forward. "Hi. You must be Cam?"

"Yeah."

"I'm Amala Eletan. Uh, where are we exactly -"

"The place is called Milliways, if you close the door time stops whence you came, I do not own or operate it I just found it same as he did."

She nods at one of the yellow-haired people, who closes the door. "Thank you for bringing it to our attention."

"You're welcome."

"They have FTL," Sahan says. "But he wanted to talk with you about it."

        "We'd be delighted to talk about it!"

"I can also tell that you have aliens. Many hundreds of kinds of aliens, in your same galaxy alone." He picks up the things he made. "These hold a terabyte each and I conjured up the first written work in each language currently spoken in the galaxy. I'm a little worried about how you will interface with them given your expansionist needs and caste system."

She nods. "That's a really impressive ability of yours. Is there any chance we can have the works  of these alien species - our archaeologists and linguists and so on will be so thrilled -"

"I can filter for 'published' but I can't filter for 'willing to share with aliens', I'll want to think about it."

"Makes sense. So the concern is that there might not be planets available?"

"There might not be planets available and you are the tenth species I have met and the only one with a species-wide caste system."

"I'd be happy to answer questions you have about how that works for us."

"I'm only incidentally curious about how it works for you, I'm curious about how you will expect it to work for aliens who also happen to be sitting on nice planets."

"Ah. There was a period in Amentan history where societies warred for space. It was an awful time and is remembered particularly unpleasantly in Anitam. No one wants to repeat it, no matter how strange the societies we run across - and we were expecting aliens to be a lot stranger than you, honestly -"

"Some of them might be."

"And many of them can be presumed to be more technologically advanced than us, not having gotten FTL from a magic bar long before their physicists thought of it."