The Starman looks at the mook briefly, hardly appearing to acknowledge the smaller creature's presence. However, he begins to speak, his voice as cold and emotionless.
"Fourside, you say? I am familiar with the place, yes, but finding the boy may prove rather difficult considering the large density of humans. Simply apprehending the boy would cause mass chaos and panic, and now is not the time for that. Not yet. Continue your reconnaissance, but do not confront the child."
The large metallic alien is about to dismiss his underling before faltering, turning to face the mook. He notes the other extraterrestrial's nervous behavior before beginning to speak again, this time in a voice that was stern and slow, as if each word was being carefully thought over.
"This information...how did you come across it? It is useful, yes...but you mention a source. What, or who, would that be? I am growing concerned with your possible affiliation with these filthy creatures."