Velloh's head turned slowly at the sound of the cough, her cool gaze moving first to her brother, and then to the... man... that stood in their palace. She regarded him with little interest, an interest that was very nearly waning already. Another one. So many people with such strange vendettas against those humans that called themselves Power Rangers. Gracefully, elegantly, Velloh folded her legs to her chest before climbing off the balcony. In the same swift and agile manner she moved to her brother's side, again staring the man before them down. "Brother." The words passed her fair lips on a breath and after a moment she draped herself over the redhead in the chair, her mouth pouting a little. "It seems that we have some company." Exus nodded curtly, reaching up to touch his sister's wrist. "I see that Velloh." His tone, if possible, was more chilly than hers and he shrugged her off after a moment, leaning forward. His gaze narrowed, resembling a glare, even as an eyebrow raised, the arch more of a unspoken judgment than curiosity. "State your business."