Seko stared at the bear "I...Well you're not murdering me...which is nice...sorta...pretty high up there on my list of things I like not being...murdered..I mean...please don't do that...okay, friend?" he muttered to himself, his train of thought derailing several times in the presence of a feral bear. Seko relaxed a little, and began to talk to the bear more calmly. "How'd you get in here, lil'...big....buddy?...This place is for scary people, not regular old bears" He said, not unlike a person talks to a cat.
Hearing commotion outside the cell, Seko panicked and phased inside of a tree, holding his breath.