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“That is interesting,” I said as if I really did think it was the most fascinating thing I’d ever heard.
I peered around the room in an attempt to locate Not George Clooney but he was nowhere to be seen. Could those creatures mimic stationary objects too?
“Are you okay?” Kal said. “You seem a little… tense.”
“Do I?” I said. “No. Of course not. I’m fine. I’m just… tired. That’s all.”
“Okay. Well, good. Listen, I was wondering if you might like to accompany me tomorrow,” he said. “I’m from a small town and we could do with some new music. I would love it if you could teach us some of your traditional Earth songs.”
Anything sounded better than what the Changelings had in store for me.
But an invitation to his home? It was something… but it wasn’t proof of where his loyalties lay. The Changelings weren’t going to be happy about this.
“I would love to join you,” I said.
Take me away. Now!
A grin spread across his handsome face.
“That’s wonderful news,” he said. “I’ll speak to your… handler. I’m sure I can get him to let me have you for a few days.”
“That sounds great,” I said. “But hey. Why don’t I teach you some songs tonight?”
“Tonight? I don’t know. It’s pretty late.”
“It’s not that late,” I said. “I can order some wine and we can exchange cultural information.”
Like, who would you prefer to rule over you? Just picking a question at random here.
“I should go,” he said. “It’s a long journey tomorrow. Don’t worry about me. I can show myself out.”
He headed for the door.
I needed to sing a song. If I started, maybe he would stop and stay. But try as I might, not a single song would come to mind.
He gave me a smile and shut the door behind himself.
My one chance to get him to admit his political bias and I’d blown it.
“Love Me Tender!” I shouted, a lyric finally finding my tongue…
But I was too late. He’d already left and I no longer had an audience.
Except that wasn’t true. There was one creature in the room I could sing to.
Not George Clooney stepped from the shadows. I wouldn’t bother to try and run. It wasn’t like I could escape. These creatures were merciless. They wouldn’t listen to my pitiful cries for forgiveness.
“Why didn’t you force him to tell you his political allegiance?” Not George Clooney said.
“Because that’s not how we work,” I said. “We have to get to know each other before we can share our deepest secrets. I know he’s not human, he’s a Titan, but he’s more similar to us humans than I thought.”
The creature paused, in thought.
“And if you had longer, could you learn what you need to know?” he said.
It was a worm wriggling on a hook. An opportunity.
“Yes,” I said. “Definitely. Nobody would tell you their deepest, darkest secrets in just twenty-four hours of knowing them. Unless you’re in the movie After Sunset. It takes a while to get to know somebody.”
