Zena stopped suddenly upon hearing the yell. Her head turned slowly to give a venomous glare at the girl from the cage she knew was different. "I don't believe I have had such disrespect from one of my own before," She hissed coldly. "But than, you're not my own kin at all. You can shape shift, something unnatural to the Xenomorph race. Nah, you stay in your cage girl and I'm sure someone nice will pick you up." She chuckled as she resumed walking.