Darvo lied, "If you engaged one in coitus, I would not be bothered."
Lavender eyes rolled, "Ew. They may look like us except for their smooth foreheads and weird skin colors" She held up her phone bearing the image of an erect human genital, "This one is not aroused by this."
"You have adopted human mannerisms. Do you not wish their friendship?" Darvo sat next to Arda.
"No. This one needs to fit in. This one needs to not 'squick' them by being too 'Garbe'." She stood. 2/x
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"We Garbe arrived ten of their years ago." She paced. "We are still outsiders even though we are no different from them except for looking like something from their Battlestar Wars."
"Star Tr..."
"Silence, pickle!" Darvo winced at her use of the human epithet. "They tolerate us. The honeymoon is over. This one must work because of ludicrous capitalism!" Her voice exceeded 20k Hz and slipped into The Tongue. "We are not stuck here. We are trapped here!" 3/x
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Following her lead, "They want to be friends!" Darvo tried to approach Arda but she kept clear. "They are good beings. Bob invited this pair."
"Why? This one will tell you. Listen. It is summer. Native blood sucking insects will swarm their party and bite. They know Garbe blood attracts these pests but is also deadly to them." She bared her teeth, "We are insect repellent. Not friends. We are convenient like their governments stole our technology!" 4/x #wss366

She looked at her feet, "They look like us but they are not us!"
Local household carnivores signalled distress outdoors and Darvo shushed his mate. Arda nodded and pitched lower, "If you believe they are genuine, enjoy their party. Return and tell this one of your social victories. Convince this one." She wiped her eyes, "Please?"
They touched foreheads. "This one swears this promise with both hearts." 5/x #wss366