Melanie stared in awe at the communal setting around her, feeling oddly out of place with her dark green chitin. "Wow, this place is the real deal Tom!" As she fidgeted with her basket, she felt worried about her presence in the village. The last thing she wanted to do was intrude where it wasn't her place, especially if it meant offending her biggest chance of reuniting with the gang. A tad self-conscious, Melanie made sure everything about her was in place as she spoke. "It'd be rude not to see your chief first, I think, but we should drop off the basket somewhere. Anything I need to know before I meet the guy? Say, why do these guys all have copper chitin, but I ended up with the dark green? Bah, don't let me go off on a tangent, I'm just a little nervous butting into your society like this."