Prometheus had wandered down to the planet again after hearing the rumblings of talks to try and get rid of the hunters and 'save the whales.' Hearing people get all up in arms over a species that clearly could not defend himself? Made Prometheus want to throw up (though the memory of the last time he actually did nearly made him reconsider). What a terrible attempt to make themselves feel better after the disasters of the last couple of planet visits he'd heard about.

So of course he's a little startled when he catches wind of someone giggling at the whales' sorry plight.... But it doesn't take long for his surprise to mirror Aurelia's own amusement.

"With how this species has evolved, you'd think they were made to be victims," he turns to look out into the empty space of the planet.

"So? Wanna let a fellow crew member in on the joke? Sounds like a real riot."