Seither stood motionless for a long period of time deciding what the best course of action would be. Kill at this stage in his plan would be pointless. Considering the sheer amount of guns around him, He was unsure if he could predict every single shot and plan accordingly. So the best thing for him to do was simply sit.
So sit he did. This was far more interesting then anything he had personally experienced in his life. This was the first time he encountered creatures that he did not personally engineer. He looked at each officer around him using his SES’s hud. After an interpretive inspection of each one, he decide these creatures were to grotesque to be of the same race as him.
While he sat there he made loud deductions about each officer, ranging from informing the rest of the police one particular officer’s hands were trembling too much to achieve accuracy above 2.35% to pointing out that an officer’s eye are out of alignment by 3mm.
While he figured this might embarrass the officers, it did not because Seither had not used his voice box in his entire life. Just knowing the language was not enough to produce any recognizable sound.
So he actually just made sounds that were akin to a rat trying to gnaw on an electric violin hooked up to amps who were installed by a seven year old who’s intelligence is that of downs-syndrome kaka.
As you can imagine, it was both unintelligible and full of sanity reaping annoyance.
When he finished his long unsolicited dialog, he had no idea that he was not speaking English correctly until a drifting memory of a previous host rose to the top of his mind. Did he know that his voice was unusual to the point of not being language at all.
Now that he had figured out communication was impossible he decide to just enjoy being this close to the sun and how light reflected off the city’s building. Still sitting surrounded by the police officers.
