The back and forth between the fuzzy one and the noble-seeming girl worried Runo as it seemed to grow only more and more tense. At the point when Akila finally seemed to give up on them, the merman gulped nervously. It couldn't be good that the one person who seemed to know what they were doing and wasn't on the bad side of these strange metal monsters was no longer willing to help them. Obviously, they were getting nowhere like this. "Um, harsh criticism of other's plans without offering a reasonable alternative is called whining, isn't it?" He whispered to himself, more out of self-reflection than commentary.
After a second of thinking, he cautiously raised his hand. "Ah...please, if I may, does anyone here know exactly what the main mode of sensory detection these things use? I may have a possible idea."