"Then it's now a matter of finding someone who can help us. For now, it's better to leave the pod undisturbed." There's a pause as she considers her words. "Or more disturbed than it had been."

At that, she takes a step back, head high and proud. "I'm Lexa. Are you among those from an alien race?" He ... looks it, so it's better to ask. She's already gotten the "some people are genetically engineered to look that way" rundown.