Mex stared at Artic once more and still annoyed by the way she speaks. “Maybe such language might be normal for you on your planet, but this is outside of your world. Dial it back unless you want that face of yours punched.” Mex said. “Nothing ticks me off when someone takes a jab of someone’s family.”
Mex paused for a moment, then resume speaking. “Damara is right, if you go off on your own, this might marked as a failure. We don’t have a lot of time, but let’s try to get along with the basics? I’m sure everyone wants to pass this test without worries." Mex rubbed his head for a bit. "Any who, you do not have to worry about me referring you as King or whatever." Mex's stomach growled. "Is the food ready? I'm starving..."
Mex paused for a moment, then resume speaking. “Damara is right, if you go off on your own, this might marked as a failure. We don’t have a lot of time, but let’s try to get along with the basics? I’m sure everyone wants to pass this test without worries." Mex rubbed his head for a bit. "Any who, you do not have to worry about me referring you as King or whatever." Mex's stomach growled. "Is the food ready? I'm starving..."