Corliss smiles at Terenia.
"Good," he replies, nodding. "I'm holding you to that."
The holoscreen flickers, and a pale and freckled face appears of a young man, perhaps in his early 20's, with a shaggy shock of red hair.
He nods at his brother.
"Hello, Corliss," he says. "I am sorry to hear that we have lost our two friends. Hadrin and Justin were good men."
"Yes, we're sorry as well," says Corliss with a glance at the floor. "It was a very unfortunate loss." He looks up at Terenia. "Reven, this is the human-Yeerk nothlit. Her Andalite host is named Efaen. Of course, they are in morph."
Reven nods, looking Terenia up and down. "Well met, both of you," says the Yeerk. "You are certainly an unusual combination. I'd enjoy hearing more about your history."
Corliss raises a hand. "Reven, there's...been a bit of a situation, Tora needs my assistance. I'll leave you with Terenia?"
Reven crosses his arms. "Tora?" he asks sharply, concerned. "Well, hell, if she needs your help, what are you waiting for? Go!"
Corliss hesitates for a moment, nodding encouragingly at Terenia. Then he checks his Dracon power level and steps out of the ship, sealing Terenia inside.