Well, then. [He takes a sidestep away from the human before sitting down.]

Food's a chore anyway, [He unhooks a tube from his suit, the other end hooked into a port just below his chest.]

Takes time away from more important things. [And into the goo goes the free end of the tube. There's a click of machinery starting up, and the dull mush starts to drain from its container. He doesn't stop talking.]

But I'm a geneticist stuck inside a problem built for an engineer, so I might as well waste more of my time.