[ Louis can read the room around him... and while he's still figuring out this human animal, he can figure out the invitation. He settles in, propping an elbow up on the table. Perhaps it's considered rude, but this isn't a typical formal event. ]

No humans where I'm from. But it's not like there's only red deer where I'm from. It's all sorts of animals.

[ No special alien species or something. He considers the other for a moment. ]

You don't have to tell that you've never seen people like me where you're from. But the reality is, we're all foreign here so it doesn't really matter, does it?