Kretorg felt much better, he stretched out his arms and flexed his bulging muscles. He offered thanks to Katrina Laraux and vowed to his God, Kahless 'If I am ever ordered to kill the humans, then Katrina will die a proud warriors death as thanks to her service rendered to me!'

Now that he was better he could take note of the discussion, 'I am a warrior not a diplomat' he thought bitterly to himself. But despite that he slowly started getting accustom to the human speech.

"Suggestion I present to you. Haruki-Kun would make a fine alternative. Dislike suggestions presented so far!"