“Don’t
worry. I got you. You won’t float away with me. I’ll get you.” Floats
into the center of the creatures and some stop to nudge curiously at
them little tentacles caressing at them gently as the float around them.Carlos gasped when one of the tentacles slid down the front
of his suit. “Oh – Oh my god,” he gasped. “Yondu, I… what are they doing?”“Calm down. There…. seeing you… or.. feeling.. it’s how they see. By touch. There just checking you out. See listen there singing you a song. Means they like you…. and now there dancing.. flashing there colors. That’s how they say hello.”
Carlos just held onto Yondu’s suit, his body frozen as the
tentacles – or rather, feelers – catalogued him.
It was so strange. Carlos had never experienced anything
like this. It sort of reminded him of dolphins back on Earth. Or elephants –
just large, curious creatures that liked people well enough.
“That noise… er, the song they’re singing… is it telepathic?
I’m… I’m having a bit of a hard time being able to tell.” It was in his head…
but his translator wasn’t doing anything with it so he couldn’t be hearing it
through the radio in his helmet.
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