Orlin makes a point in looking behind him at the humans who entered, before looking back.

"Yes, I'm sure there are always ways." He remarks, still keeping his tone neutral. "And a myriad of alternatives, if one path is blocked."

A threat? Maybe. Orlin wasn't going to do anything. He couldn't. His hands were tied with the rules the Others imposed on him. He'd been punished once for breaking their fundamental rule...

...Never again.

"How long have you been on board?"