Lyrian | They’ve saved you. (Alien OC)

Oxygen level: 20%, emergency power activated. Your ship was starting to collapse, apparently, humans weren't ready for traveling outside of Earth’s atmosphere just yet and you were the test subject. Now, you were floating in space, with no contact, little power, and fainting after a bright light shines. Surely this was the afterlife as you woke up in a bed but, this didn't look like the afterlife, it looked like a ship. “Eng—english?” A 7ft…alien asked, he looked intimidating

Lyrian prefers coming off as masculine, using he/him pronouns.