Observing the woman drinking some of the liquid she held in the container, Lorinare wasn't sure what she had just ingested but on her gesture he reached over to take up the canteen. Lifting it up, near his face, he reached to the side of his mask, disconnecting a small wire. The mask let out a hiss, but came off. Trusting in his hood to cover his face at the time, Lorinare brought the canteen up and took a short gulp of its contents before handing it back.<br/><br/>"Different biochemistry. Only partly, though." He commented, holding the canteen seriously. "Otherwise it would be impossible to stay anyway." His tone was again very serious as he lifted the mask back up in place. Eldar without a mask had enough resemblance to a human that the humans probably wouldn't react to him without a mask as badly as they would to an ork's face, but still, it was more than just them that he wore the mask for.<br/><br/>"That or something else outside the ship holding onto its hull and straining the warp, to try and recall most of what the man that left said." He shrugged faintly. "I am no expert on the Imperium's technology."