[Hey Jaina, have a somewhat tired-looking man in his mid-30s, in possession of silvering temples, an unfamiliar military uniform, and a curious glint in his eyes.]

The only locals that have what I'd consider technology up to spaceflight standards are the unfriendly kind, unfortunately. I've been poking at a little of their antigrav tech, but it's running off a completely different kind of physics than I'm used to.

[The curiosity intensifies as he peers at the smouldering heap behind her.]

So if you landed in that thing, does that make you from Antiqua, or elsewhere?