This wasn't what she was expected. She expected some hybrid experiment monstrosity. The way Watcher Two talked about him she thought he would have had extra arms or vicious mandibles. But he was human. Save for his eyes, but who was she to unnerved by such eyes? How many people when the Chiss first made themselves known were unnerved by their red eyes? Eyes completely enveloped by a color associated with anger and betrayal?
His eyes were voids, if you looked in them too long you would see yourself; maybe that's why she both didn't want to look away and why she rather focus on anything else. They made him come off cold; but his words were calm and almost poetic in the steady beat in which he spoke them. She felt for him, both wore eyes that didn't seem to fit them.
His hair was black too, something she found herself incredibly jealous of. Black hair was a staple of her people as much as their blue skin and red eyes. The blacker the hair the more beautiful, and if grey should creep into it, it was a sign of a good life. Her hair though, her hair was a boring blue that only humans seemed to find beauty in; which offered her no solace. Yet, there in front of her was this human, or was he a Killik, both? It didn't matter, he seemed to taunt her with his appearance and he didn't even know it. It almost seemed cruel.
"Agent, you have been quiet, does our appearance bother you?"
Zak jerked herself out of her thoughts. The concern that tinged his words both wounded and confused her. She did a quick looked over of him again, ten fingers, two eyes, one humanoid nose, and more than likely ten toes. He was human; does he not see this himself? Has he heard enough people tell him otherwise? Have the bugs brainwashed him into thinking he wasn't? Or maybe he asks because the Killiks find humans to be frightening and think she might feel the same?
"No, no. Sorry I was just…expecting something else. I also didn't expect someone living with the Killiks to clean up so nicely." Zak replied hoping to repair any damage she might have caused with her silence.
When vector smiled Zak wasn't sure if it was a friendly one or if he caught her flirtations. If such things were obvious to him.
"We would rub forearms with you but it might not translate." Vector grinned.
Zak felt herself grow cold like she was back home. Did the bugs think she was flirting with them, and not Vector? She felt her head spin, how could she have screwed up so badly.
"Good job Zak, now the bugs think you want them." Kaliyo whispered.
It took everything out of Zak to not put a dart in between her friend's eyes.