“You do what I want from now on, creep- cut it!”-
“I’m not a creep. Are you insane? I mean, sure, I believe in life on other planets and galaxies, many people do, but to think that she and I, to be some kind of- aliens? Isn’t that far fetched? And, kinda difficult to EXPLAIN?”
“Look at your right arm- there’s a birthmark there, right?”
“So there is, I’m sure you noticed that while changing me without asking, and taking away just about everything I had on, too thanks very much but what does that prove?”
“What shape and what color?”
“It looks like a bird- an eagle-peacock bird with talon clawed feet and a lovely long tail, – purple-ish it’s kinda cool, you know, I’ve always liked it, never had to go for a tattoo. You liked examining my arm when I blacked out, eh? I shudder to think what else you tried to do when I was helpless- or did-“
“Shut up. I didn’t ask for a comedy routine. Miss hottie here has it too. ALL Lucrest Phoenicans have it, especially your race of them. Be prepared to answer a whole lot more questions kid, and SOON.” He left, and locked the door.