While taking a stop to establish connection to the Web, a strange broadcast was detected coming from the surface, it was muffled by the rock but we managed to piece together that it was some type of music, good music to boot, aiming it a certain direction allowed it to be a bit better, and we heard what was unmistakable to be voices among the music, and though we couldn't understand, we could understand the meaning behind the music. Whatever is out there, it can understand art, and that's all the confirmation we need. After confirmation from the Queen, we decided to start sending broadcasts back, simple stuff like music of our own, poetry, and even a simple code we developed during the last Great War to see if any of it is understood, and between each broadcast would be a message saying we come in peace, with hopes they understand this as well.
