"So I have more nicknames to look forward to? Joy."

Narvin put his hands on the table top and laced his fingers together. He muses to himself that it's a good thing that he wasn't from a low-light species, or else to work safely with the spawners he'd need to borrow Agent Kay's eyewear.

"Oh, I'll be careful with my research. I have no intention of becoming a skeleton's victim. Or getting blown up by alien technology. How much light is required to keep the spawners from their hostile spawning?"