I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or creepy. And I only smell the sweet scent of my m… you.” The sweet scent of waffles drifted into my nostrils once more and I couldn’t help but ask, “Why does it smell like waffles? Where is it coming from?” I just nodded and smiled as if I knew exactly what an enforcer was or how important his clan was. He said the words with pride, but of course, it meant nothing to me. I am Qong, son of Qing, third enforcer in the Macwuel Clan.”
The memory of his enormous tongue swirling around my fingers still gave me the shivers. One had actually taken my hand into his mouth. “I’m Penny.”īack on Earth, I would have held out a hand, but I’d learned quickly that most aliens weren’t familiar with that gesture. But anyway, maybe we should start with names?” I smiled at him. I didn’t exactly leave my home by choice. I don’t know much intergalactic geography. “Earth in my native language, Peritus in Intergalactic Standard.” We’ve only just developed space travel, so only a few of us have left our planet.” “I’m human, although it seems most beings call us Peritans,” I explained. He was huge and could squeeze me like an insect, but there was a vulnerability in his beautiful golden eyes that made me look past his intimidating strength. Are you hungry? What are you?” He clasped a hand over his mouth. His eyes weren’t all that different from a human’s, with dark irises ringed with shimmering gold, although his eyelids closed from the sides like in reptiles. Even his eyelids and lips were covered in scales, so small that they appeared like gold dust on his skin. The scales on his face were only about the size of my fingernails, giving him the flexibility to have an expressive mimic. His confusion became even more obvious as he looked down at me with a frown. “Do you have any food in here?” I heard myself say. It was entirely possible that I was only making that connection because of the scent. They were adorned with a honeycomb pattern, which combined with their golden colour made them look like tiny, crispy waffles.
His hexagonal scales formed thick layers, reminding me of medieval plate armour, but far more delicate. Up close, he was even bigger than he’d seemed from above. I was only here because of the sweet scent, the same scent that was so strong now that I could taste waffles in my mouth. Why was he looking at me as if I wasn’t what he’d expected? He shouldn’t have expected me at all. This particular alien male was confused, which confused me in return. It wasn’t all about facial features, but also about stance and body language, plus a large dose of intuition. I’d become pretty good at reading aliens’ expressions, no matter where they were from. The alien stared at me with confusion and something like disgust.
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