"I did", Resh replied. "I have not seen you before... and I would certainly remember a mon-keigh who dissects himself and sews metal onto his skin, and inside his flesh."
With a curteous bow, she introduced herself. "I am Reshiel of Commorragh. I have never on any raids seen a creature such as you before."
The altered mon-keigh picqued her interest - it looked similar to one of their own haemunculi, only with machine instead of flesh.

"Commorragh!" Rho-mu 31 beackoned as thou he found an important discovery.In a rare display of emotion he tightened the grip on the Axe and declared:

"I took time...i have mistaken you,Reshiel of Commorragh with your kin.There were raids of your kind on the Agricultural World in our sub-sector.They came at night at took peasants from their homes and dragging them into the unknown of your heathen dimmension."The small hiss of binnary sprouted from the vox-broadcast that replaced Skitarii`s mouth.He broadcasted with low volume:
"Social interaction loaded-configuring for xeno species:But...were are my manners!?"Said Rho-mu 31 with an akward tone in the broadcast...like he was unfamiliar with the sequence the words should be.
"I am Rho-mu 31,a Skitarii of the Forge-World Graia.Huscarl to the now terminated Magos master unit to my Legio.As this bioform is unfamiliar with this configuration of flesh and machine i shall elaborate.Simplyfied for lower inteligence i am a Tech-Guard of a Forge World."

"I guard the various weapon shops,manofactorums its workers and its superiors.Above all that i guard the knowledge.The knowledge of the Omnissiah is sacred and must not be lost.I as a member of Cult Mechanicum intergrate the sacred machine with our flesh so we can be more perfect.Flesh is failable and in it...the only constant is death.Can you understand that,Reshiel of Commorragh?"

Before Landing: (I assume that's when all the talk is going on)
Mulch looked to the mechanical 'umie with confusion. "OIY Cyber 'umie! Waz you come from an waz Mek made ya? Lookin ta get me own Cybork gubbinz some time in da future. " The Ork got up from his seat to go sit by the Skittari, staring him down with a curious expression.

Shi Monat cut in. "Hey, Tin-Can! You know what? Tau use artificial intelligence to power Drones that can rip you apart, what's your opinion on that?"

She hated his synthetic voice, it sounded just wrong, damn machine-man. The members of the Earth Caste were at least entire living things, while that thing over there was nothing but a shadow of a man.

Before Landing: (I assume that, too.)
Reshiel chuckled.
"The only constant? Death?"
The tin man's conviction was cute, almost endearing.
"Death is no constant - in Commorragh, not even death promises release. Where we reside, only --"
She quickly shifted seats away from him as the orcish brute joined them.
A little distraught, she made sure her trophy was still where it was supposed to be.
"...the Gardener... what a... pleasant surprise. How goes the mulching?"

After measuring the differencial variables from the Reshiel`s facial expression to determine the impact of his words a loud and infamously strange voice rose.

Rho-mu 31 gazed upon the greenskin with hatred...if ever that emotion could be presented on his face...considering how he had a silver Skitarii mask instead of it with augmentations.His bionic eyes turned from dark green to red.

"You!Bioform know as "Ork".From what abominable world do you hail from?Anywhere from Segmentum Tempestus?"
As he saw the greenskin approach Skitarii rose up in battle mode,raising his axe in battle-stance.

Before Landing:
Mulch raised his own Warhammer. "Goes good pointy girly.." He lifted a boot, some chunks of brain matter and skull fragments trapped beneath the treads. " Iz come from anudda world, i uhh...lotsa trees an plantz, good fightin. Catcha..Cantchan? 'Umies called it somin! Dey wore red around dere 'eads, lots good 'untin dere yeah. " Thumping his warhammer against his chest the Ork stared down the Skittari.

Before landing:

"I wudn't do dat, metal man, two orkz against one piece o' walky-talky skrap ain't gonna go well for ya." Deff'ead said, backing the other greenskin up.

"AND, for ya infomation, I come frum da bestest freebootiest wurld der is", With a gleam in his eye, he finished, "Tortoogubbinz!"

Distraught by so many new information he turned to the Tau...it was obviously Tau."It is ironic that you classify this unit as a Tin-Can considering how much of my exoskeleton was made of ceramic-enhanced bone.There is preciselly 0.11% of Tin in its molecular structure and thus not a majority and its name.Your entire race is misguided and you use abominable intelligence to "work" for you.You`ll learn the errors of that way soon enough and the Mechanicum will be there to sanction the rest."

Rho-mu 31 turned to the Ork with battle-algorythms online.

~~ Before Landing ~~

"How about run the joke-protocol, lil metal man? And check your calculators, there is no chance you win against the Orks." She laughed assumed, giving Razauil a slight shoulder check as if desiring his opinion on the matter.