Word has been sent from your homeland that you are desperately needed there. You must drop any and all projects you have here, and zip back to your planet before it is too late. Quickly. Right away.
What is that? You think your project to slow down Viridia is too important for you to put aside?
But you must obey the call of your fellow Jupiterians. You cannot let them handle this crisis alone. They need your help. Now. Right now. This minute.
What is the crisis? Well…I think is is best that you get the details directly from those that are living the tragedy in your homeland. So you must hurry back.
Why did I get the message instead of you? Ummmm…well…there is a very good reason they sent the messge to me instead of you. They…they…they tried you reach you, but you didn’t answer. They couldn’t wait so they gave me the message to pass along to you.
The message? You must return at once before all the trees on your planet are destroyed. Your help is immediately and urgently needed.
Why are you looking at each other like that? This is serious! All the trees on your planet have developed a rare and deadly form of the Dutch Elm disease, and you must take a few of our trees back immediately so that you can start to replenish your forests right away.
Why are you laughing so hard?
Your planet doesn’t have trees? It is made of gas?
I knew I should have paid closer attention in Astronomy!