"What?" Ori looks confused; they have no idea what he means by 'staticky and bright.' Maybe he has some kind of sense organ that picks up on feelings they don't? Like how birds are sensitive to electromagnetism. "Yes, I'm Yeduthi. My people are cervoids. We're from Noxel." Or they were until civil war made the entire planet an inhospital wasteland and every living thing had to relocate, anyway. That was thousands of years ago, but the Yeduthi have a long oral history and the cervoid Yeduthi majority that live in diaspora have always been able to trace their history back to its origins on Noxel.