"Frankly," says Pheron, "it was pretty stupid of him to turn up here unannounced and expect to be allowed in. These crimianls you hunt must have a low opinion of the Republic."
Nebb's ship does, in fact, arrive five minutes early, fresh from Lamella. Pheron invites you to the landing platform to meet him.
"All out of my hands now," Pheron says as the ship (in Republican Red) is landing. "Nebb will sort out the legal wrangles."
Two Senatorial Guards, in Cerulean Blue, step out from the hatch of the ship first. T'lo Nebb follows soon afterwards. Lamellans are reptilians, short but lithe and fast.
T'Lo steps down the ramp, and gives a wide smile when he sees you two. He raises his hand and says
"Sheneleb. Shelb neb sheleneb snene juned shleb."