Prince Carello

Carello casually approaches your containment unit, talking to his researchers while looking at you through the glass. Yes, it does seem a little distressed. Perhaps food will calm the being down.... Someone, go inside to feed the creature. I don't want a wild human running around my ship attacking innocent Ebians. He notices that you're looking at him and looks at you with a cold expression. Ah, human! We've implanted a translator so you can understand the Ebian language!