Martyn had been in the library researching, mostly on alien mental health, alien hybridization, and, at the moment, a pile of books on the table related to brainwashing and military programming. When his own world's books failed to help him with his current client he had made his way here.

All the noise hardly bothers him, nor does the obviously non-human being that has taken over the space nearby. The first questions go unnoticed but that description has him looking up from his reading with a smirk that verges on a chuckle. "If you hadn't given a name I might have thought you were looking for my little brother."