A scowl. "It's Off Worlders," Meenom corrected sternly. "Not aliens." He really hated the term 'aliens' in reference to his species. {StubbornDiplomacy}
The smaller form stared up at the other, sky-blue eyes just a tad wide. He hadn’t said it to make him mad, he just didn’t know what other terms to use.
“I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to be rude..”
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Dark eyes narrowed at the turtle in stern suspicion. “You should not judge everyone based on the actions of some,” he said sternly. “My people do not wish any harm on the beings of Earth or any other planet.” He folded his hands in the sleeves of his long robe. Meenom towered over the small turtle at 6′ 2″ this making him very tall for his species.
“I know.. But since the only race I’ve ever met tried to take over the earth and kill everyone, it’s a little hard to not be.. Careful.. Around other people..” The smaller one tried to explain. He was not the best with big words, but he tried to explain. Since the Kraang invasion, he’d been careful with other people, if they came from other planets. Though he sensed that this one was not evil, so he quickly relaxed a little again.