"Lup tik, romanik," The little alien said, its voice mousy, parallel to its size. "Fanumos risikla shaniken tun, tik!"
"Am I supposed to understand that?" Jimmy tried to keep his voice down, "I'm not part of your species, little guy, I don't understand shit."
To give the alien the general idea that they could not communicate normally, on account to their languages being vastly different, he planted a few more thoughts in its head. He wanted to prompt the alien to communicate in the way that Jimmy wanted, which was their only way of communication, really, but the alien did not cooperate.
Halfway to planting some thoughts into its head, the alien jumped off of Jimmy's palm, and headed towards the third room in line. The door was closed, so the alien started revving in place as it tried to push it, but his performance was more like a guide, rather than panic, or the inability to cooperate. It was telling Jimmy which room to go into.
