Chapter 14
“I need some small clothes for the Earthling.” He glanced at Grace, not wanting to ask what she was doing there.
Ghurva didn’t speak, but he got up from his seat and opened one of the lockers along the wall. “Here.”
“How is he?” Grace had her hands behind her back, and he wanted to demand she showed them. Was she trying to conceal a weapon? Then she grimaced and rubbed her forehead. No weapon. “Is he conscious?”
“Yes.” The way her muscles relaxed made him realize she’d been worrying. He wasn’t used to people displaying emotions the way she and Carlo did. It was overwhelming, but he wanted to watch their every move. Fascinating.
“Is he able to hold a conversation?”
“Yes.” He was talking and laughing without a problem.
“Good, that’s good.” She rubbed her neck. Did it mean something special if they rubbed a certain body part? “Is he confused? Slurred speech? What is he talking about?”
“He asked about my tail.”
Grace widened her eyes. “What…erm…did he ask about it?”