[They're startled by the pointing, but it seems to friendly to be a threat. Then again, their brief time off their own planet did teach them that there are any number of beings who are willing to blow your head off cheerfully. Their own people tend to be a bit to busy making prolonged statements about their own perceived importance to make war. They have a brief conversation with each other, and then the larger head repeats:]

You?

[They are vaguely familiar with this concept. To most of their people, there is only 'me'.]