Felih hums a little when P'rhinn so grumpily yanks his arm away. It's not often he has to handle someone so feisty! He blinks at him for a few moments, looking vaguely distracted, before he seems to snap out of his reverie.

"P'rhinn, then. We've been pulled here to aid the native scientists here discern some manner of 'gene' from us, or something like that. To be fair, I don't really care, as most of us just want this to be over so we can return home... but L.I.E.S. is not wont to loosen its clutches on its test subjects, it seems."

"You're quite the sulky one! Are you always so sour-faced, or is today a bad day?"