OOC: I'm assuming Jonathan's communication with Luna and Jupiter is protected now?
He has accepted our alliance.
We do not take alliances lightly.
We must protect him at all costs.
Three small black dots leave the Collective's being.
"I am Twaddle, the small! I will be assisting you, the morphing man."
"I am Tweedle, the smaller! I will be assisting you, the High One."
"I am Twoodle, the smallest! I will be assisting you, the Sun God."
"Twoodle lies, I am smaller than he!"
"Tweedle lies, I am the smallest!"
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Silence, both of you. We don't want to anger our hosts."
"The three of us shall be hovering along side you, within psychic range. This way we can all talk to each other and be friends!"
"Will you be my friend?"
"Silence Twaddle. The morphing man, the High One, the Sun God, may we be joined in assimilation!"