"I know sir! But these humans told me that this was their preferred gas mix that they filled their own ship with. And they asked about sparks, and if it would cause me any problems before they released the gas. The trading was going fine until then, they were looking over my selection of mining tools, although they seemed to be saying their translators weren't properly working on my explanation for how to use them. They asked about the gases, implying that they were interested in buying from me and that if they could fill the chamber with air, they would be more comfortable. I told them yes, and soon after the gas filled the room they started removing their outer coverings and throwing energy all over the place, mostly in all this heat. Then they grabbed several tools and started asking what kind of money I would accept. I don't want some primitive money, the energy would be more than enough, but I can't get them to tell me clearly if they are actually offering it in payment or not!" The Dremling had begun ranting. It's nervousness was clear in the small anxious jerks of its arms as it spoke. "They seemed polite at first, but for all I know they plan to keep heating this gas until it explodes and kills us all if I don't agree to take their 'money'! Please Administrator, get them to tell me what they are actually paying or get them to leave!"
