[Tyl isn't one for succinct, most of the time. He rambles, talks to himself, mutters irritably under his breath through the first, boring part of the lecture.

And he looks something like an overgrown Urutan-Yensa, a couple of heads taller than the rest of everyone in the lecture hall. That's probably more notable.]

Maybe. But all this talk about safety, it's timid. And you're all so delicate. It's a wonder you can do anything safe to begin with. Why not take a few risks with those thin, fleshy limbs? [He almost sounds sympathetic about it! Being human must be such a chore.]