"Wahl, thah had thess behg rund ehyes. Much behggar than mah own. Quaht a beht behggar than yers too, most strahnge was thar total lahck er harr ehn thah lahk." He paused to think about it and really scratched his beard up while doing it. There was a little distance between them since he had hoisted himself up and over on top of his ship, so he was talking in a half yell. "Thah whole er thahm were scahly, wehth defferehn cahlers. Bluhs ahn grehns." 

Deciding that shouting was not the best way to converse, he struggled a bit to push himself to his feet and trotted over to the edge of his ship and leaped down to Fury. By doing so, he unconsciously revealed his latent athleticism by leaping some-odd thirty feet in a weak movement. After his landing he kept speaking, "Hahd wan er those nahrmal plahnuts. Ahll sahrts eff envahrunmants. Cusheh plahnut, unlahk sahm er thah plahcus ah've got ehn mah vahgue mahmahreh. Oh, eht orbehted wan er tha old stars. Rehd star." 

Again he paused, something about what he had just said confused him. "Come ter thehnk of eht, ah don't know how ah know thaht. 'Bout tha star ah mehn." Of all the things he does know, the only thing that was really important to him was his identity. Somehow he had all this knowledge about space, war, and technology. With no knowledge of himself he really had a confusing mix of thoughts that put his situation in a very strange light. "Oh, yah. Sommadehm folks was not so scahly. Naht ehl folks, mahr mahmmals lahk meh and yeh. Mahnes ahn heads er hahr, but nowhare nehr ahs hahreh ahs mah hahd."

He kept going on and on, but by this point it was probably drowned out by Fury's thoughts. He'd accidentally given enough information to pinpoint their planet. Normal Earth Sized planet, orbiting a red/late term Main Sequence star, with two races living on it. If Fury absolutely needed to know where Dunnaman got the Dorirum from, it would be there.