Sethyk looks at Vurk with keen interest. His eyes glisten.
"Tchk, yes, yes," he says animatedly. "A mixture, mostly improvements on old tech. See this, trrk?" He hops over to a partly dismantled cybernetic arm, knocking other items aside as he does so. "Standard Centauri Avorki biotech. I've boosted the strength output to double the original, and I've got the neural interface adjusted to adapt to the physiology of any bipedal creature. Trrrk. I think," he adds. "And I can get my hands on some very advanced tech, if you get my drift. Like, from people who don't need it because they've been dead for millions of years. Tchk trrk. You understand me, trrk?" He sidles closer to Vurk. "Maybe not dead. Chk chk. Trapped inside a virtual reality of their own making, more like."
He notices Vurk's interest in the specimen jar.
"Interesting, trrk? Raive says he found it on the surface. No idea what it is."