“We have files and files about what kind of organisms reside and rule the planet known as Earth.” Zaile swung his hands about in grandiose gestures matching the pitch of his voice.
“Zaile,” Damian rose to his feet and stormed angrily toward Zaile. He had had enough of Zaile’s inappropriate and frankly rude behavior. “Perhaps you should return to –“
“Oh no, Damian,” Zaile cut in sharply. “You offered a diversion and I’m taking you up on it.”
“I know what I’m saying is true and that is good enough for me.” Vic stated. He watched Damian and Zaile curiously, his anger fading as the situation was being dealt with by someone other than himself. Up until this moment, he had taken Damian for someone who would likely avoid an outright conflict at all cost.
Vic couldn’t help but start to like the sairah.
