People she understood; a blanket term, meaning both human people, judging from the context of this man's species, and those who were not. Monsters, and spirits? EDI blinked, a deliberate expression of incredulity; she had never heard reference to such things, outside of fiction, delusion, or legend. She had limited confidence in their reliability, as definitions.

"You are making the implication of trans-dimensional travel," EDI noted, by way of confirming the impossible. One anecdote did not a reliable data-set make, but all intelligence-gathering missions must begin somewhere, "I see."

Trapped. That was unfortunate; EDI was silent a moment, reaching blindly for her sensor-array, for the larger part of herself that was embodied in the Normandy. The silence was shocking, a terrible. Not for the first time, but in the most visceral way, it frightened her down to her very core.

"...I have been rude. Please allow to introduce myself; I prefer to be called EDI."