"They're monsters. Horrible, giant, monsters like giant bugs. But smart--as smart as people, at least. They have skyships that fly from universe to universe and they destroy everything in their paths," Aang said, still cuddling her shoulder, his gaze cast out the window, reflected dully by the field there.

"The Daligig, they're the one that made this ship, they're another people that fights against them. They saved us--but we're not sure they can be trusted. They've...done things they shouldn't have done."

Things that he didn't want to talk about.