"They spoke to you—your mind followed their speech; I followed your mind. I can not talk to them direct."
"I see. It's logical. But why did you permit us to get this far?"
"You are alien; tuning the instrument to your very alien minds was a matter of hundreds of years. We have been trying, and only succeeded after the first horde of you came close—landed upon Ungre—and gave us a large thought-input to work on."
"But why did your kind fight us from the very beginning?"
"Because we know what manner of mind you have. We saw it in action before."
"Surely you knew that we would negotiate with you?"
"To our disadvantage."
"Not necessarily."
"Don't be ridiculous," came the thought. "You and I both know that the Solar System is not large enough for both our kinds."
"We have no desire to own your world."