"A worm? But how?" It was almost a rhetorical question, it did not truly matter how, only that the maker was there, and they would not all die a slow death from spice deprivation.

"If one of them control's the spice I would not call them friend nor foe, either." Alia thought deeply for a moment, these where delicate sands she was treading, and she had not yet even made friends with anyone unknown to her universe yet.
This was going to be more than a little interesting.