Zohvin just nods at his comment. Chiss have been accused of looking creepy before, mostly down to their glowing eyes, and he's noticed that such a thing isn't particularly common on this planet.

"That does sound like it could be a problem. They may be taking that phrase about 'the enemy of my enemy' far too literally." Inwardly, though, Zohvin's starting to wonder if spending time with Kit might help improve his street cred. He's been slowly making overtures to the criminal element in the city for a couple of months now, looking for a place he could burrow into quietly. Zohvin's sights were aimed a little higher than street gangs, but every little bit helped.

"I'd love to hear about what you did to annoy the Sentry so much, but we shouldn't do it here. You look like you're in need of caf, or something stiffer if you prefer."