[Poggio]

"Cheese and crackers kid, stop with the formality. Only old people are called Sir, call me Jira Jirazel and we are cool." Wandering over to the pot he plucked through his box of tea bags until he found a jasmine tea he liked. He took his favorite mug "Also don't touch this cup" And pour what was left of the water into it.

When he was near the cooking area he found pots and since the boy did not make any food he decided it would be best to do so for the both of them. He started a pot to boil and make soup.

"Yes work. Do you think the people down here are going to be the only survivors of an alien assault? We well need to feed them house them and train those who can to fight back against the Aliens that are attacking. We can either reclaim the planet by driving them off or try and fight for some realms of coexistence. I am not sure which." Rummaging around he pulled out a dried smoke meat and dropped it into the pot.

"We are going to need more intelligence on them then what we have. We were obviously not expecting them to attack us and can not trust what we know so far. We are going to need to scour for food and resources. And that Kitty is where you come in. I am sure you and others can raid shops with out dying or getting captured."