Mylik had intended on watching silently the entire meeting, hoping that everyone would sort of ignore him. Most, much to his pleasure, did. But as he glanced around the room he noticed the girl who had been there when he had first arrived suddenly take notice of him. She seemed startled by his presence, but he hoped he didn't frighten her too much, Mylik knew his appearance wasn't the most welcoming, and his mannerisms were even worse, but he didn't like making anyone uncomfortable unless they were bugging him and he needed them to go away. So to assure the girl he wasn't as mean as some people think he attempted to give her a polite nod. The resulting effect was a sort of spastic head jolt in her direction, but he hoped she would get the message.

A bit later on in the meeting, about halfway through, he saw a reptilian creature who was staring right at him. He recognized the creature as one of the crew members he has seen on the security cameras since Mylik has first joined. Disconcertingly, the reptile appeared to be studying him, which Mylik wasn't particularly used to, as he always walked around invisible and tried to avoid notice. His slight telepathy allowed him to pick up a feeling of curiosity coming from the reptile. "Good," Mylik thought "at least it's only curiosity". Eventually the reptile removed his gaze, and Mylik did the same.

He wasn't at all surprised to be one of the four picked to stay inside and guard the ship. After all, his experience was entirely in the field of security, and he wasn't even used to being "outside" since he had lived in claustrophobic caves and buildings his whole life. Though he knew few would likely speak to him unless it was something important, he looked around to see who else had been assigned to protect the ship while the others explored.

First off he noticed the girl who had been staring at him, she had thankfully taken her gaze away from him and was in conversation with a large alien in a metal suit, which had also been ordered to stay on board. The suited one, who he had heard called "Wrenchie", smelled like an engine and was pretty big. Mylik, being the Kiaslikian that he is, drew his gaze away from the larger one and focused it on a smaller, reptilian creature, who had looked at him earlier. "Hello," he rasped to the reptile through the "vocal cords" on his arms "I am Mylik, you've probably only rarely seen me, but I assure you that I've been here long enough to know you are a veteran aboard this ship compared to the others, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance." He attempted being polite, but was already sure he had made some sort of error.