[A Sparkeater is not used to being outgunned, but this is definitely an exception. He considers trying to find a place to burrow in inside, where he clearly won't be tangled with by anyone--

But instead, he finds himself slipping off, deciding it would be better not to chance it.]

...

[Which gives him time to look up...and look up....]

What.

Are you.

[Though the words that make it from his broken vocalizer sound more like gurgling static, the communicator that is still part of his hardware translates nevertheless.]