Okay, so, human children around the age of one versus aliens. Because by then, the child would be a toddler and, you know, toddle around, and say a few words and phases, understand things, and be curious WITH ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF DANGER AT ALL.
Imagine a Guvnuragnaguvendrugun running around after the kid because oh my star, whose child is this where are the humans why did they leave this tiny one here no don’t try to eat me NO DON’T PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUT oh sweet space, ew, I’m not touching that.
(The parents had a date night and thought the kid was asleep. ‘Twas but a nap! Mwahahaha)
Anyway, back to the misadventures of the Guvnuragnaguvendrugun, let’s call them Sagnagvionivn, they managed to pick the kid up, mainly because the kid was mesmerised by the bioluminescent patches and their colourchanges, so now they are on their way to the med bay, because no matter whose child, it needs to be checked first after attempting to chew that tablet, and them, so... oh no, it’s squirming nonono, ah, it got away!
NOOOOOOOOO!
Shenaningans ensue.