We see little need for them to join us in unity. Certainty. Regardless of how they are treated, the Speakling Raiders commit to us. Why bless them if they are content with what they have? We shall, however, keep them close. The recent advances VisionsVisions into the territory of the darklings of twilight on their arid world would have been even more desasterous if they had not been by our side. Our Wanderers collect the knowledge to wield more prodigious forms soon enough. Condescension.
(The rest is a vision of a single Raven's Talon hovering above the arid surface of Moros. It is shown from multiple angles, and it is evident that there is a single individual inside whom they had encountered before — a member of the Commune. It would be immediately obvious that the person was infected, which was the reason they did not face hostilities yet.)
We shall judge the Sparkling Raiders on the demeanour of this one. Patience.