My planet is Terra. Sankta are but one of many races that can be found there.

[She's very patient as she explains, but she's still playing a melody. While Zazie's little bug friends are resonating with her song, she tries to play one back, to read the emotions in the ten thousand heart beats. Especially those from the main body themself.]

It's no intrusion. I'm particularly sensitive to the melodies that a heart plays, that's all. If you have anything to say with yours, my cello and I are a willing, captive audience. You need only listen and let me in.