[How could it be, indeed. E'kayan realises the stupidity of that question the moment it leaves his mouth but it isn't exactly unusual for that to happen. At least the both of them realise it was a daft thing to say, and the Viera does not seem inclined to be too pointed about the fact.

He's still hovering halfway inside the door while Mal begins to approach. The Miqo'te's mismatched eyes briefly flick up to the other male's ears, then back down to his eyes in turn, which he meets unflinchingly. It's hard to feel too scared of anyone these days, when he's stared the literal end of the universe in the face.]

Hmn... [Out of sight, his tail flicks back and forth.] Look, if I come in here, are you going to try to kill me or something? Because close-quarters fighting isn't really my thing.