Elle doesn't notice him staring; she's too busy biting her lip as she squints down the sights, trying to get a good shot lined up. As a result, she also doesn't immediately answer him until she's pulled the trigger. Bob is a lot bigger than a normal human, so she fires twice and prays it won't be too much. Not knowing Bob's alien physiology doesn't just mean not knowing whether the chems are toxic to him also means there's no way to accurately guess a proper dosage.

Bob roars again but jerks away from the door, away from the source of pain. Elle can hear him crashing into something as he does, and she winces. She's going to have some serious apologizing to do to her roommates.

"It's... It's okay," she assures Kazuhira, now that they have a second to breathe. "It's... Well, I -- " Fuck. How is she supposed to say, 'I'm still not sure I'm not your mom because I got shot in the head'? She shifts the tranquilizer gun into one hand so she can run the other through her hair. "I'm not... mad or anything. Sometimes, I worry about... well. It's, um. It's a long story, but -- "

There's another loud crashing noise from inside the room. All alien creature noises fall quiet.