" what is a scientist, if not someone who gambles on experiment after experiment in an attempt to obtain the truth? "
Bad, bad, bad. Waste of time.
[It shook its head, clearly not willing to agree on this.]
In ocean, dead things just dead. No feeling about them. The way life works.
[Surprisingly, it didn't seem upset- though it clicked its tongue at him disapprovingly; a gesture it must have picked up from someone else.]
Mitya waste time. Could be quicker if Mitya said dead.
[It let out a huff, a little irritated.]
Gone, yes. Where?
[It knows he's gone! Maybe it isn't communicating as well as it thought.... Learning this language was like asking rocks to learn to swim.]
[It made a whistling sound in response- seemingly associating the noise with the word "friend".
Then, they fell silent for a long moment, arms crossed as the thought.]
Spend time, yes. Friends, no. Torre called Adrik assistant.
[A satisfied look crossed their face. Communication wasn't that hard! Even if it wasn't perfect, they still new enough of this language to get their point across.]
Adrik look for Lord Torre. Has been three moons since Lord Torre left.
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Come and Face it All
The Final Round
There's Nowhere to Go Right Now
So RUN, Entertain Me
The END is Awaiting
And There's NO Escaping
The Wings of Destruction Have Arrived
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[Lifting a hand to wave back, its attention shifted to the scarf for a moment, before eventually shifting back to Mitya.]
Hi, Mitya.
[Pointing to itself, it made an odd sound, almost like a bark.]
.. Adrik. Name for humans.