[h3][u]Ayer Lectome[/u][/h3]
[b]--9:47pm[/b]
- Mentions: [@Mataus]

His eyes perked when he heard actual words coming form the mysterious form in the trees. It was still relatively difficult to hear from that distance, but he made out enough words to understand the meaning behind the irritable growl. Was it sand in his ears that made it so difficult? He tilted his head to the left and right, giving slight bops to each side with his palms to make sure. None.  

"Hmm... So not a primate. A fake primate, then?" he muttered, turning to Paric, "No, this probably means that [i]unknown[/i] hanging in the tree must definitely be a Myti."

As the ears, tail, and features were all made more defined at the approaching pace of the exotic, what appeared to be male, Ayer waved at the male Myti nonetheless. He was completely oblivious to the annoyed state they were in and smiled as if they were close friends. He didn't think he was being rude just a moment ago, at all. It was just a slight misunderstanding. Nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about. Best yet, they must make intentions clear from this point on. There is no use arguing in the middle of nowhere, when the Nilliums, and who knows what else, have surely figured out the method in which they escaped. It would be any moment now that hands would reach out to detain the two men, who were in shortage of supplies, energy, and options.

	"Well, in any case, I am glad to see you're just as clueless about all this as we are. What are you doing all the way out here? I thought Myti who are native to Leias do no roam out often. Are you perhaps a traveler like us? If so, I'd like to make a request. I have some important research that must be... protected, at all costs." 

Ayer then motioned to the device by his side, turning to allow the stranger to see the intricacies of the design. He even tucked out a leg, in a gesture that one would think him to be modeling for them in unabashed pride, even. 
	"This, my greatest invention, must not fall into these savage warlord's hands. Not again. If you help us get away from these lands and towards Leias, I am sure I can make it worth your time, my cute little fake-primate."

Compliments. That's how you establish a good impression, right? 

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