"I can do that, sir. Any particular name that I need to look for?" Ianto went over to a workstation and opened the archives database.
"Um, translator?" Jack said with a shrug. Ianto shook his head and did a global search to see what came up. "Tosh had a translation program as well, but it wasn't real time. We need something that won't cause too much of a delay or it will end up being frustrating for us all."
"I found something," Ianto said as he took note of the archive box number. "I'll be back." He headed off in the direction of the archives. "Oh Rhys, there's food in the fridge if you think Jaella's still hungry."
Jack asked her a question and she nodded hesitantly before replying softly. "Yes, she's still hungry. Apparently she had been hiding for a couple of days before she came out to look for food. Poor gal." He said something else to her and together he and Rhys led her over to the kitchen area.
"Gwen is going to want to take her home, you know," Jack warned Rhys as they stood watching Jaella sit on the sofa and eat a sandwich. "She always wants to take care of those she thinks need her help."
"Yeah, like that girl Emma," Rhys said, thinking back to how fiercely she was protective of the young girl lost in time. "She goes for that type. This one will be a little bit harder to pass off as a shop girl, though."
Jack stood with his arms crossed, looking at the girl in front of him. "Yeah, that would be a problem. Once she's a little more comfortable and we have that translator, I'll ask Ianto to find out more about her. It's possible she didn't come through the rift, but we might have missed a ship in the neighborhood. If that's the case, maybe we can help her find her way back."
At that moment the alarms went off, the cog wheel door opened and Gwen came through the iron gates. She looked around the Hub and seemed startled to see her husband there.
"Rhys, what are you doing here?" She made her way over towards where they were standing and stopped when she saw the blue girl sitting on the sofa. "Who's this?"
"This is Jaella." The girl looked up as Jack spoke, her beautiful golden eyes staring at Gwen curiously. Gwen looked back and Rhys had to hide a grin. They both had the same look of wonderment on their faces as they regarded one another. "Jaella, this is Gwen." Again Jack repeated the phrase in Crespallion for her. He then said something else and added Rhys' name as well. She nodded and smiled at Gwen.
"What did you tell her?" Gwen asked curiously.
"That you were Rhys' mate. Rhys found her over by the haulage company and brought her here to us. I just didn't want her getting fixated on him and jealous of you. Better to have that stuff out in the open so there's no confusion," Jack said.
Gwen sat down next to Jaella and looked at her. "She's beautiful." Jaella looked at her curiously, her head tilted to one side as she gazed at the woman next to her. "Hello."
Ianto came back through the doorway carrying a small item in his hands. "Found it, I think," he said as he made his way over to the group. Jack peered at the item in his hands and nodded. Ianto looked down at the square box and gently touched a button on the side. It began to glow. Jack leaned closer.
"It works by getting a taste for the languages it needs to translate. In this case, English," he said before pulling back. He then gestured for Ianto to move closer to Jaella and then softly instructed her to speak in her own language. She trilled something, and Jack responded. The box pulsed in time to their words. Jack then reached over and touched another indentation on the box and the color changed to pale lavender. "Okay, it's parsing the two. When it changes color again it should be ready to translate for her." He took the box from Ianto and held it.
"Anyone for coffee?" Ianto asked. The humans nodded and he made his way over to the coffee machine. Jaella jumped when he started grinding the beans but sniffed curiously as the smell permeated the room. Ianto added water to the pot and started the coffee brewing. The cube was still pulsing with the lavender color in Jack's hand. "What do you know about her people?"
Jack shrugged. "Not much. I believe that they tend to be a working class people. They're not really from a planet, but from a colony cluster in an asteroid belt. They tend to travel as maintenance workers for the most part. I've never been to the Jaggit Brocade, but I heard that the people there are very friendly." Jaella smiled at him as he mentioned her home.
