Federation...? he wondered has her species been tapping in on the Star Trek series and assumed that it's our level of tech...? "I'm from Earth. Earth-Earth, as in Terra, as in the third planet of the Sol system." he explained, unsure about this whole "colonial diaspora" deal. "I'm from the year 2016, granted that probably means nothing in space. You could look through a telescope a few light years away at Earth or vice versa and see spaceships not even invented yet by humans. Einstein and Hawking are weird like that." he explained the small but concise knowledge on the subject of interstellar travels and civilizations.
Sully chuckled at the telepathic rabbit's antics "All right, guess I'll be getting used to bio-luminescent bunnies and symbiotic sea otters." he conceded, surprisingly at ease with the concept of being among alien lifeforms. "Glad to meet you "MB", but could you please glue yourself to somewhere below Henry's face? I'm not sure if he can breath through you, or is allergic to you." he informed "So... this "Mr. Demens", how does he know us?"
"If its inhabitants are as polite as you are, I most certainly would." he smiled warmly at the blonde "So...you must be Myra...or Macy? I'm terrible at guessing games." That was an absolute lie for the semi-professional gamblers, but it was all in the interest of politeness "Do you usually have people being spat out of that..."Gate" of yours? Where are we supposed to apply for jobs? I assume this place has facilities..." he asked, so far this third blonde was proving to be the most informative of his newfound "friends", and he hoped he wasn't overwhelming her.