They're not sure what they're feeling right now, but it seems to line up with the idiom of 'having your stomach drop' pretty well. They look solemn as they recall the stories Legion has told them about their kind being destroyed.

"I still cannot fathom how horrifying this must be for you. This..."

They trail off. The voices are getting louder. They're becoming more enticing. Maybe they ought to just take...a quick peek at the ship again?

They very quickly shake their head, as if that will get rid of the voices.

"Sorry, it's getting hard to concentrate."