The Cremator gave a subtle glance around, before sighing and holstering his weapon. Obviously, they had gone and got themselves into some sort of alien-like trouble, and it was starting to just settle in. He leaned back against the wall, resting his hand on his gun and glancing around once more. He was starting to feel paranoid.

"Can we destroy them some how?" Cremator asked quietly, his sharp gaze drifting towards the civilians in the room. Why were they still here?