"Well," said the older man.  "Welcome to our home base, such as it is.  I'm sure that you have some questions for us; we'll have some for you, too.  To answer your first one, no, we're nothing like the True Men.  Well... ideologically, we're nothing like them.  We are, however, the same minority subspecies."

"Since you helped me out of a jam there, I'll let you guys ask questions first," Zhi'an said.

Everyone started at once; the man waved them down for the moment.

"Well, the obvious question is what are you doing here?" he asked.  "I can see that your ship is damaged, but why come here in the first place?"

"I'm a member of the Galactic Guardians, which is what you would call a 'superhero team'...if that's a term on this planet. I was chasing a criminal and we got into a battle above your planet. My ship was damaged and I crashed here with no means of escape," Zhi'an said.

"Well," said the man.  "That's tricky.  My name is now Gauss; these are Phantasma, Mountain, Hopper, and of course my children Quickstep and Eris.  I suppose we're something close to super-heroes; we're protecting society from the True Men.  That's difficult, though, as mainstream society doesn't necessarily trust us, either.  What should we call you?"

"My name is Zhi'an xor Kyanite, but I operate under the name of Weather Witch," Zhi'an said.

"...I had another name, once," said Gauss.  "We took new names when we realized what we are.  Apex and I both held to that tradition, even when we broke into two factions.  It's a way of embracing how we're different."