Flyby

My Altairian overlords may have colossal intellects, but they can still be astonishingly reckless. I keep telling them, “Quit buzzing airports! Quit freaking out elderly drivers on lonely country roads! You’re going to give us away!” But they just wave their pseudopds at me and tell me to relax. Or at least I think that’s what they’re saying. They might also be telling me that they want to make a light snack of me once they have no more use for my insights into human behavior. Altairian verbs still trip me up.