[He does his best not to flinch when he's touched - he's not used to it. But he stays still for Alastor's benefit.]

<Right, exactly. I've heard the stories of their species... they're almost all either dead or infected. The ones that are free are a very small number, and they're not even on their native planet anymore.>

[He eyes Alastor carefully - he looks different now that he's not hyperfixated on the details.]

<The enemy's taken a lot from a lot of people.>