I get to my feet, my vision still spinning as I cannot seem to right myself with whatever sedatives they had used on me. Were it merely the vaporous agent I would have already recovered with my heavy breathing, but it seems my former captors were spiteful and poisoned my blood with their crude concoctions. My footing would need to be sure enough as that murmuring of lesser sapients begin to mention my kind. None of the prisoners were particularly formidable, I could probably cut a bloody swathe through them if that became necessary, but I needed to consider more than their prowess. 

Local technology is the only way I have to get off of this rock. It is unlikely I could synthesize the complex enzymes and proteins I need to sustain my modified body. I need these creatures, and unfortunately my pride will need to be kept at bay. I approach the gathering of these beings slowly, towering over them. My talons remain closed, trying to not raise alarm as much as I could. "I hope I will not need to kill any of you." it was a diplomatic greeting, one that promised peace!