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The Overseer shook his head "This unit has zero authorisation to authorise exogen goods entry to Collective body." He paused for a moment, before continuing "And why would the food have strings? Strings are inedible. Possible translation error detected." He turned his head towards a single Selkath unit in an envirosuit who approached and the two had a short exchange consisting of odd gurgles. Obviously the Triarii's mental ability allowing them to simply absorb the language of other beings was a great advantage in holding together one of the most diverse nation in the milky way. Negotiations with new species were laughably easy for the Collective compared to other races. Learning the aliens tongue consisted of merely seeing and finding the information inn
 their head. Without this ability, it would be doubtful the Umbrae Populus would have joined. The overeer turned his head back to the viewscreens
"Apologies and sorrow. Your slang was unregistered." The Overseer tapped a few commands on the terminal and the holographic AI appeared again. The two began to speak, not in Latin, Selkatha or English, but a fourth language. This one was quicker and seemingly more simple, consisting of single syllable words strung together in a long change, with little separating the words and making it seem like one massive mess. A few moments later, the AI disappeared and the Overseer looked up "Update: Victoria reports the Primicerii minor assert permission for nutrient asset transfer to Sector white one at the transmitted coordinates. The food assets will be searched by hardpoint Nomad before passing through checkpoint Nomad and moving to TOFFD for distribution according to need and value. Collective note: The Collective gives thanks to the Equestrian Empire for their quite literally life saving donation. Personal note: This vessels crew shall likely receive full ration reward for being the vessel to have convened with you over this issue. Personal thanks issued."