Chapter 503: Double Trouble
The turtle instructed him on what sounds to make. It was easy with his intelligence, just weird. The space monster language was unique. It involved all sorts of sounds ranging from clicks, to howls, to actual letters. It felt like tongue yoga.
He made the right sounds anyway—or, at least, the closest he could come to them. It took some practice.
“WHAT INFORMATION?” the horse asked, all business. “WILL YOU NOT KILL US?”
“If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead,” he replied, still butchering their language.
The horses glanced at each other. “WE ARE NOT DEAF.”
“That’s not what I— Anyway. Just don’t try anything stupid, okay?”
“OKAY. WE DO HAVE EARS, BY THE WAY. THEY’RE UNDER THE FUR.”
“Cool. Can you stop shouting?”
“I AM NOT SHOUTING.”