You decide to save that for later.
“Don’t you have a better place to keep her?” you ask.
“Not really. We’re not built for taking prisoners, and we greblings are harder to keep confined than humans are. Especially in a desert, when there’s always sand underfoot to burrow through. Our best option is probably the medical tent, just because it’s got a sturdier floor to keep the sand out. But we’ll have to keep a close watch on her.”
“Well, I’ll watch her while you get that sorted out,” you say resignedly. Too bad you don’t have particular ideas.
“Rudolph should be making his way through the crowd, he’ll be able to help and escort her along.” She looks thoughtful. “I should really get them out of here.”
“You know, I don’t remember there being this much commotion during the fighting yesterday.”
“The fighting didn’t happen during lunch hour,” Yvonne sighs. “Most of us can get intensely preoccupied with our work.”
It’s lunch already? You must have lost track of time. Well, hopefully you can grab some after Dominique has a look at what you found.
Meanwhile, you lock eyes with the prisoner as Yvonne heads out. She glances at the other grebling, who’s just been standing around this whole time.
“Don’t you have work to do?” she asks. “Or were you volunteering for the security detail?”
“Oh! Um, sorry,” he says. “I’ll get right on it, Director.”
He scurries out behind Yvonne, leaving you alone with the prisoner again.
Now what?
Suggestions:
Try being upfront with them and not dancing around the subject. Ask them if they’re willing to tell you anything about who they are, why they’re here and what they’re doing.