Smirking at the look on Sky Lynx’s face, he watched carefully as each plate was tightly pressed. This one was intelligent. Good. Made things fun.<br/>Watching him, Akylas seemed to be biding his time. He knew the creature was waiting, and he was counting on it. Finally, he took two steps forwards and crossed the threshold into his cell.<br/><br/>“Common. All cowered in a corner like that? Tsk tsk tsk. Would be a pity for your kind to see you like that. Poor dumb thing. No wonder you ended up here”<br/><br/>Hull watched both man and creature, unsure which he was more interested in observing. However, his gaze went back to Aklyas. The man was smart, scarily so for such a brute. Part of the behavior tests were centered on cognitive comprehension and the man was checking for any recollection of human speech or emotion; Aklyas wanted Sky Lynx to make a move and Hull knew it. However, the Dr. turned back to watching 317, hoping it wouldn’t be stupid enough to fall for it. If it did understand human langue and let them find out….well, the poor thing was going to be worse off than it already was.<br/>Akylas took two more calculated steps forwards before stopping, still not taking the gun off Sky Lynx. He was a trained and rather seasoned young soldier, and he knew better than to get comfortable or, worse, cocky.<br/><br/>“Tell you what,” the security chief murmured, “you lay down flat and don’t give us any trouble and I’ll try to make this not hurt. Hm? Lie down like a good whatever-the-hell-you-are.”<br/><br/>Hull sighed and leaned forwards finally, pressing the intercom button on the cage. “Security Chief, please try not to distress 317 as much as possible. I need him at a level state to perform the tests. If he is distressed than they are going to be rendered invalid and we will have to try them another time. Sedated or not, it makes a difference.”