[Yarne is no experiment. Maybe he's a mutant, maybe he's an animal. It doesn't matter right now, and he's not about to fill in any blanks for Heine, either.

He keeps glaring at Heine from his comfortable spot behind his pillar, eyes occasionally flickering past Heine to the way out. He feels like a rabbit backed into a corner. He should've picked somewhere with a more convenient back entrance to hide in.]

So...you are a threat, then? I-I'd think twice about hurting me. [AGAIN.] I'm the last of my kind, so if you kill me, you're responsible for an extinction. You'd never live with the guilt!

[He pauses.

His ears droop, and he lets out the loudest sigh.]

Actually, you don't really look like you'd care.