“Alosa, we can’t risk your health.” Macon wrote something down. “I’ll ask him if it’s safe.” He handed the notebook back and Beorthelm read it and then replied and handed it back. “He says it should be safe, but if we’re worried he can test the food and water on your skin first.”
Alosa smiled at Beorthelm and nodded. He then picked up his bucket and gestured for them to follow him inside. Even though Macon was still a little wary, he still gave the young man the benefit of the doubt. He seemed nice enough and hadn’t attacked them the moment he saw them. He sat the bucket on the counter and then went through his pantry and pulled out a bunch of ingredients neither of them had ever seen before. Beorthelm tapped his arm then pointed at Alosa’s. “Okay.” She said, nodding at the same time. She held out her arm and he took each ingredient, making a small line of each on her skin.
He gestured to the notebook when he was done and Macon handed it over. He scribbled something down then handed it back. “He wants us to wait here for a bit. Is that alright with you?” Macon said.
“Of course. You should ask him who taught him how to read and write and ask if there are other people around here or animals.”
Macon chuckled at how excited she was, getting a blush from her. “You’re far too cute my love.” Beorthelm patted the kitchen table and they all sat down. Macon asked him a few more questions and they were able to find out that a man had crashed on this planet ten years ago and had spent four years with Beorthelm until leaving to explore. “Apparently he’s been gone for six years. He says they met when he was sixteen, but after awhile Lyren’s urge to explore go the better of him and they parted ways. He hasn’t seen him since.”
“That’s so sad.” Alosa replied. “Do you think he could still be alive?”
“Six years is a long time baby.”
“But, he could be right?”