Linda confronts Jaquon about it.

"This is a Hrmgnnr!" I cried out loud.

"Hmm? You're familiar with them?" Jaquon asked. It appeared he was not aware of their real status on this planet.

"They're sentient beings, Jaquon! They're the dominant species of the planet."

"How odd. I was under the impression there was no intelligent life on this planet. No offense to the creature in the tank, but it hasn't exhibited anything beyond hunting prowess to me. Perhaps you're mistaken."

"But... it can communicate. If I had my communicator I could show you."

Jaquon looked at me curiously and said, "If it were able to communicate, my translator would have picked it up the same way that it is working between us. I'm afraid you may be delirious from your ordeal, Linda Trask. Maybe you should have a rest before your crew mates arrive..."

I looked back into the tank at the captured sea life. Its traits were very similar to the people that I had just been with earlier in the day... but could it be that this is some form of more primitive life, like an evolutionary cousin to the Hrmgnnr? I'm no biologist, so I was in no place to make such a judgement, but from the evidence I've seen of Hrmgnnr shape and mannerisms, it seemed very much like one of them to me, if not more feral. I didn't want to let it go, but felt that pressing my host would only aggravate the issue, so I let it go for now. I was also in no position of defending myself, carrying nothing with me, which included clothing on my back. I hoped that when the others arrived, we could clear the issue up more concretely. Until then, I let the ship captain guide me to a small room with a bed to get some rest.

"I'll let you know when your crew arrive. Rest well." Jaquon said before taking leave.

I didn't realize the events of the day took so much out of me. I woke some time later, although I couldn't tell how much later, to the sounds of plasma inductors and hyperspanners working away on the ship. It seemed my crew arrived while I was out. I looked around for something to wear. Sadly, Jaquon didn't think to provide me with anything. He must have assumed this was normal for me... I sighed and went to the door to get the embarrassment over with and hopefully into a spare uniform. I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. I looked for a latch or handle to pry it open but there was no sign of any. Irritated by the alien technology, I resorted to the tried and true method of finding my way out of a room; I banged on the door.

After a minute or so of banging, a slot opened up at head height. Jaquon was on the other side.

"I hope you rested well, Linda," he greeted.

"Yeah... say you wouldn't happen to have any clothes I could borrow, would you?" I asked sheepishly.

"I'm afraid I don't. You'll have to make do with what you can find in your room."

"Well... that's alright... maybe my crew mates will have something. I hear them making repairs already."

"Indeed they are. Fortunately, they believe it will only be an hour before my ship is operational again."

"That's good to hear. Can you let me out so I can talk with the others?"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Linda."

A chill went up my spine as I looked into Jaquon's cold eyes. "W..what?"

"We'll need to keep you in here until I've made my trip back home. I can't have you interrupting the repairs with your story of my other captive," Jaquon explained plainly. "Sentient or not, the enzymes that creature produces has a very high value in many markets. An elixir of youth some claim it to be. Whatever that ups the price tag, I say."

"You hunt the Hrmgnnr?!" I stated with disbelief.

"They are a cunning game in addition to their monetary value. You, on the other hand, may fetch your own handsome fee to the right buyer of exotic creatures. Settle in, we'll be departing in about an hour..."