People were staring! People were staring! ”People are staring,” he said aloud. ”I don’t know what to do about you all.” The crowd parted for a very fancy man with very fancy symbols all over him.
”Oh my - how can we help you?”
(Maybe a straitjacket would do-)
Sada stared at him. ”Nice drawings,” he said, because his people didn’t have tattoos, or really much art at all, and that was all he knew to say. He wanted to leave, or eat, or something. Maybe go back and stare at the wall again.
”Could we offer you some water, and, perhaps, get you out of the sun?”
”Oh, yes. That is what I want. Water. But not from an oasis. No oasis. Terrible little girls live there. Awful things. First the green monster, then that one…” He trailed off, muttering about aliens and suchlike.
@Orestes
