[Seargentbig]

Duagen shrunk further back into the shadows when Gappiqu came out of the room, and felt his blood run cold when the slig hesitated. He slowly eased his way into a fight or flight stance while the slig headed towards him and hoped that it wouldn't see him. When he heard Gappiqu's words, though, he hesitated in doing either. He had thought that sligs would faster kill a native than talk to him, and the fact that the slig sounded scared knocked him even more.

He eyed the slig for a moment. He didn't want to start a fight with it, because that would draw too much attention, and the slig might become hostile and injure him. Who knew? He couldn't come up with an answer that would explain why he wasn't in uniform and wearing body paint, either.

He resolved to go for the next option. He darted up the stairs in an effort to get away, in the hopes that the slig would think it was something else, or think that there wouldn't be a native mudokon in the factory anyway.

When he got to the top of the stairs he turned into the nearby security office and hid crouching behing the door.