We seek only a reasonable division of spheres of influence with the yill.
A party of brightly-dressed yill moved toward the entrance doors.
Several dozen yill lounged in deep couches, sipping lavender drinks from slender glass tubes.
The first yill stepped back and placed his hands on top of his head.
The nearby yill fell silent as he began ladling a whitish soup into the largest of the bowls before the Terrestrial envoy.
P'Toi, the yill interpreter, came forward, gestured to a small door.
In a moment, the corridor was filled with chattering yill who moved past the group of Terrestrials into the banquet hall.
Some of the yill at the table were in plain gray, others in black.
A scarlet vehicle was drawn up ahead, the yill reception committee emerging from it.
The yill servant rolled his eyes, dribbled more of the soup into the bowl.