[ Pudding has been bringing rations and reminders to eat to those working hard in the labs; she makes the journey alone when need be, but she was certainly not going to turn down Cao Pi's offer for an escort. ]

[ She startles at the movement, the flash of color... but she's got a little spirit language under her belt, and she can hear the mangle between spirit language and Beacon language and piece it out. ]

Wait, Cao Pi. [ A gentle hand on his forearm. ] It asked for help. Or to help? I'm not sure...

[ She sings her tones carefully: ] Not strong spirit language. But want help. What can we?