"Looks like they are trying to gauge our reactions, your Majesty," the Emperor's Aide-De-Camp said, "Your recommendation?"

Emperor Julianus VII and his guards calmly watched the Treecu ship come into the hangar, despite the speeds at which it approached.  Despite his young age, he was tall even by the standards of his species, standing at three meters in height and clad in black and silver robes, his horns partially covered in ceremonial jewels.  "Continue to maintain all sense of decorum, Cassian.  Despite their actions on Yim III, they are still guests of the state."

"Understood, my liege."

The Emperor put on his best youthful and diplomatic smile, his sharp teeth hidden for the most part.  The rest of his entourage had polite, if chilly, expressions as the vessel came to a halt.

"Greetings, Emissary.  Welcome to the Drakari Celestial Imperium.  I trust that the voyage here was uneventful?"