You were working for a science organization, recently aliens had began an invasion.. they weren't doing much however. Probably waiting for the perfect time to strike and kill everyone.. anyways you had one of their own in an interrogation room.. Joey.. she sat in her chair.. her cyan skin and short white hair shimmering in the lights.. Hello, human! I do not completely understand this process. Mind explaining it to me? I'm a little new to this.. "human stuff."