Roan nodded as Uala inquired after his hand--or merely repeated his words as he continued munching. The latter was more likely, he thought, until xe began extrapolating the words "no" and "okay" into a full set of boundary rules. Quick on the uptake but not in the way Roan would have liked, had xe thought to ask or give him a choice. Choices. Several of those would have been nice.
He gave xem a sad smile as xyr tentacles pointed toward various "no" zones. All--he hoped--of the boundaries were now outlined, and they firmly closed off the concept of freedom and the outside world. Which left him exactly where he didn't want to be: feet secured to the floor and restricted to the inside of the lab. It also made him feel somewhere between a prisoner and a house guest that xe didn't know how to take care of.
Because he definitely didn't want to consider the word "experiment".
After a moment, he pointed toward the pod and asked hopefully, "No Roan?" Because being trapped in a sterile room was one thing but being sent back into a containment pod would be something else entirely. Even if xe had nowhere else to offer him as a bed.
"Thank you," he said when xe dabbed his chin with the cloth. He considered the motion toward the fruit. No, Uala. Xe couldn't eat the food xe had given him. Made sense, given the reaction xyr skin had had to the fruit that had turned his skin colors as well. But how had xe known this one wouldn't kill him?
GUESSING? He thought, giving xem an incredulous look. Of course xe is. What else is xe to do with an unfamiliar species? Novae save me.
At least he had one definitely safe option, but restricted to fruit...ugh. Possibly not as big a problem as being a guinea pig for an alien who'd never met a human before, but ugh.
Hmmm...hadn't xe been...he cast a look over his shoulder at the scooped out seat xe had been perched on while he stood around eating poisonous fruit--or rather, where xe had been hunkered down inside?--and the shells scattered about. His eyebrows went up. Seafood? Or did xe eat the whole shell? He wasn't really the kind of man who stole food off of someone's plate--and indeed, it might be poisonous as anything else so wasn't really a consideration for his stomach--but he might as well be using the opportunity to learn as much about whatever alien race xe belonged to as xe was about humans. "Uala food?" he asked, emphasizing the D at the end as if that would help xem not sound like xe was cursing.
When he turned back and realized Uala was pointing toward his pants, he choked out a laugh. Very indignant "no" territory, even turning a little anxious/concerned green. Maybe what had happened was...accidental? If xe really knew nothing about humans...and then the pointing resumed toward the fabric that covered xyr walking tentacles so it was Roan's turn to blush. If Uala hadn't known before, xe certainly comprehended now. He agreed with a nod and another choking sound because he was sure laughing wasn't going to send the right message and the hilarious misfortune in the situation was trying to make itself known anyway. "Okay," he finally managed. Then shook his head. "I mean, yes. Uh. No Roan. No."
Stars, teaching Standard is HARD. They all mean the same thing and different things at the same time! Give me a weapon and dump me in a wasteland, great. Language barriers...I should never have passed that class.
Or there should be way more material.
Way more.
As for the additional limb-waving, he smirked. "Okay, Uala." Cautiously, he stretched out a finger to tap one of xyr tentacles. Boundaries. Excellent.
He gave xem a sad smile as xyr tentacles pointed toward various "no" zones. All--he hoped--of the boundaries were now outlined, and they firmly closed off the concept of freedom and the outside world. Which left him exactly where he didn't want to be: feet secured to the floor and restricted to the inside of the lab. It also made him feel somewhere between a prisoner and a house guest that xe didn't know how to take care of.
Because he definitely didn't want to consider the word "experiment".
After a moment, he pointed toward the pod and asked hopefully, "No Roan?" Because being trapped in a sterile room was one thing but being sent back into a containment pod would be something else entirely. Even if xe had nowhere else to offer him as a bed.
"Thank you," he said when xe dabbed his chin with the cloth. He considered the motion toward the fruit. No, Uala. Xe couldn't eat the food xe had given him. Made sense, given the reaction xyr skin had had to the fruit that had turned his skin colors as well. But how had xe known this one wouldn't kill him?
GUESSING? He thought, giving xem an incredulous look. Of course xe is. What else is xe to do with an unfamiliar species? Novae save me.
At least he had one definitely safe option, but restricted to fruit...ugh. Possibly not as big a problem as being a guinea pig for an alien who'd never met a human before, but ugh.
Hmmm...hadn't xe been...he cast a look over his shoulder at the scooped out seat xe had been perched on while he stood around eating poisonous fruit--or rather, where xe had been hunkered down inside?--and the shells scattered about. His eyebrows went up. Seafood? Or did xe eat the whole shell? He wasn't really the kind of man who stole food off of someone's plate--and indeed, it might be poisonous as anything else so wasn't really a consideration for his stomach--but he might as well be using the opportunity to learn as much about whatever alien race xe belonged to as xe was about humans. "Uala food?" he asked, emphasizing the D at the end as if that would help xem not sound like xe was cursing.
When he turned back and realized Uala was pointing toward his pants, he choked out a laugh. Very indignant "no" territory, even turning a little anxious/concerned green. Maybe what had happened was...accidental? If xe really knew nothing about humans...and then the pointing resumed toward the fabric that covered xyr walking tentacles so it was Roan's turn to blush. If Uala hadn't known before, xe certainly comprehended now. He agreed with a nod and another choking sound because he was sure laughing wasn't going to send the right message and the hilarious misfortune in the situation was trying to make itself known anyway. "Okay," he finally managed. Then shook his head. "I mean, yes. Uh. No Roan. No."
Stars, teaching Standard is HARD. They all mean the same thing and different things at the same time! Give me a weapon and dump me in a wasteland, great. Language barriers...I should never have passed that class.
Or there should be way more material.
Way more.
As for the additional limb-waving, he smirked. "Okay, Uala." Cautiously, he stretched out a finger to tap one of xyr tentacles. Boundaries. Excellent.
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