The person Martin has chosen to greet this time is a short man who also happens to have a pair of snowy white cat ears crowning his head, a loop of brass piercing each ear, and a long fluffy tail. His eyes seem normal enough, but a hint of elongated canines can be spotted when he speaks.

When he's addressed, Rhea'li walks over to the window to peer at the planet in question. This whole place is foreign to him -- there's no sky, no earth, this is a jail -- and seeing a planet like this... it leaves him in awe.

He places a hand -- a human looking hand -- against the edge of the window pane. "Mayhaps. This would near be a dream, were it not for its vividness."