They are highly aggressive. I am not entirely certain they are natural born.

[Or hungry. He cannot tell the difference honestly, and it doesn’t much matter to him; it was never going to be his area of expertise. Whether or not Thrawn opts to heed him is, of course, ultimately his decision.

But since he is coming closer, Ren abandons pretense and gives him a once-over.]

You are chiss. I had not thought to find your kind here.

[That’s an easy segway. There is some obvious interest in his tone — Thrawn was awfully well-mannered for what little he knew of the chiss.]