The Notui nod appreciation at your concern and concede that they are not a fighting race and do not understand violence except to hunt or protect oneself.
You find that they love art and colorful crafts, such as the ornaments the priests adorn themselves with. They use anything available--clay pigments, flowers, colorful stones, bits of bone and sloughed off scales of the dinosaur creatures--and even the items retrieved from the Sathar. At one point, Chief Stone-Eye goes into a long lecture about their art, their love of colorful gifts, and colorful clothes.
They live a remarkably happy and comfortable existence--until recent events. There are no conflicts between tribes and food is abundant. There is a very strong resistance to change, and they are not normally very original or adventurous in nature. With recent events, they are realizing the importance of respecting non-traditional thought and behavior, but are very confused. They do not understand war or conflict between species, or why intelligent beings would kill other intelligent beings.
They do have fighting games, which some of the young show you during the feast as a competition, but there is no injury and it helps for training to hunt.
During the feast, the Notui expand on what has happened there.
Three months ago, a group of Notui were gathering decorative colored stones near the settlement. A young Notui got lost, and in looking for the group, met two new animals--the worm men. The scouts killed him for sport with laser fire. The remainder of the group discovered what had happened. They sought the Sathar but found them dead near the glint in the woods (which you suspect is some sort of transport or ship). They had apparently crashed in the vehicle. The two Sathar bodies were brought back here to the tent to be studied. They have been trying to carefully avoid contact with the Sathar since then.
It was about that same time that a repeating hum popped up every thirty seconds. The Notui were annoyed by it at first, but now have become used to it. They tracked the source of the hum to the black pyramid. (You don't hear the hum, but you suspect they have a stronger sense of hearing.)
One of the Notui, named Fire-Eye, seems more suspicious of you than the others. He says he does not trust you because you use the same lightning guns used by the worm men. He often stands at the back with his arms crossed, brooding silently. He is glad when you turn down the offer to help you and asks when you will take your leave. He is a younger of the priests, but is among the elite winged Notui.
Fire-Eye says, "On this morning, we see more fire descend from heavens. We go to investigate and see race like you. But worm men get there too. They all use lightning weapons. Such evil in their hearts." He shakes his head. "You may be different from worm men. But also same."
Ignoring him, Beet-Chest and the chief, Stone-Eye, say, "We do not understand your ways and your violence, but we think you friends of Notui."
They wish you well. The Notui especially appreciate you telling them what you know about the Sathar, as they were completely baffled by the violent "worm men" who burned their people for no apparent reason.
It is now 9:00 p.m. as the feast winds down.