"Oh don't stare, you arseholes. Haven't you guys ever had a bad day?" Marcus asked, shoving Xyleena to get her moving. The faint smell of regret and embarrassment exuded from her, as she began to move away from Marcus, before spotting Jona and growling, second mouth involuntarily darting forward once before she stopped herself and backed away. Marcus groaned and kicked her in the rear, shouting "We need to clear out before I remove this pile of junk. Can't let the locals get their hands on this stuff. So stop flirting with the hobo and get moving, before I shove you moving!" Marcus yanked out a satchel charge, quickly connecting it to a detonator, and lobbing it into the drop pod. "This is the part where everyone runs away. Stupid gits." he said, apparently unhappy with this lot, before backing away himself.
The xenomorph, meanwhile, attempted to walk meekly past Jona, body tense but ready to spring forward or back, as need be, its tail swishing in the air. a complex cocktail of aromas would bring to mind fear, anger, reluctance, and excitement.
OoC: @Dot how complex a scan we talking here?