"That so? And if I think otherwise?"

More and morr the icy feeling creeping up your spine lets you know you might be in some serious danger here. Frax apparently thinks he now owns you. What more is he clearly expects you to agree with him as if this'd be the natural order of things. As you carefully formulate your question you're made painfully aware again that you are unarmored and unarmed while your reptilian crewmate is neither. His expression turns more to worry as anger.

"Oh no, please don't be rotten . I've heard that can happen with other species. Ones that fight you. That would be such a pity. I mean I could just fry your brain and lay my eggs, but that makes these dumb husks. Some people's cup of tea but I had actually taken a fondness for your simple mind." He winks and smiles again without a hint of maliciousness.