Questions were definitely better than silence. Or violence. And there was enough of the latter going on around them that they didn't need to add to it here.

There was no recognition of the word 'Naaru' in Carolina's eyes, and she shook her head slightly. As much in dismissal as it was to clear her own head. More specific. Right. "No, it's not a.." Well, it was, of a sort. But this weird horned alien wasn't acting overtly hostile - and she'd never heard of the hingeheads allowing a female of their kind onto the battlefield.

"Never mind. If you don't know them, you're not part of them." Probably. She wasn't completely certain of that, though, and her stance didn't really relax at all.