In that much, at least, their thoughts run in the same direction. Stahma is not foolish enough to believe that she knows enough about what's going on here to make a judgment as to whether or not she can escape to return home — but that doesn't mean she won't make every effort at her disposal to do so, whatever that requires of her.
His name is unusual to her, just the one word and one not normally used as a name at that, but she chooses to let it pass without comment. "The pleasure is mine," she says. "If it is not an imposition to ask, where do you hail from, or your people?"
He's not of a race she recognizes. The Castithan people conquered much of their home system and the four other races living there, never thinking that there might be people outside of it — until the destruction of their home led them to flee to Earth, where they found humans. But this man resembles no one and nothing she knows; it's simultaneously intriguing and unsettling.
aww, thank you! :) I'm really enjoying this thread, even if I am slow.
His name is unusual to her, just the one word and one not normally used as a name at that, but she chooses to let it pass without comment. "The pleasure is mine," she says. "If it is not an imposition to ask, where do you hail from, or your people?"
He's not of a race she recognizes. The Castithan people conquered much of their home system and the four other races living there, never thinking that there might be people outside of it — until the destruction of their home led them to flee to Earth, where they found humans. But this man resembles no one and nothing she knows; it's simultaneously intriguing and unsettling.