Captain the amorphs are running amok down here. They've seized Lady Emily's cryokit, and are demanding to come aboard.
They probably just want us to speed her recovery. Bring them up with the last of the trees and the rest of the team.
I'm not sure that's wise, ris. They're very, very agitated.
Their weapons have been confiscated. What possible threat could they pose?
Hang on... I'm not sure I want to go on record as ever having said that.
I don't know, sir. It would make a charming epitaph.