"Jack?" It nodded.
"That's my name, yes." I gave a hum back. Crossing my arms.
"Why did they bring you here?" It scuffed at me.
"Like I know. You're the first person to even try and talk to me."
"I am?"
"Mhm."
I hummed, looking up at the clock on the wall. I still have time.
"Sooo.." Its ears twitched again, looking at me. "Do you wanna talk.?"
It sighed "I don't really have a choice, do I?" I turned to face me again.
I hummed. "I mean- Not really no-" It shook its head in response.
"Go ahead then."
I smiled a little. This things a lot nicer then I first thought. I mean, let alone did I think it could talk in the first place.
"Uh so- Where are you from.?" I leaned forward a little, waiting for it to answer.
"You mean how I got here, or where I'm from country wise?"
"Um- Both I guess."
It sighed. "Well, I'm from Germany, I came to the US in I think.. 2011? Yeah.." It paused for a bit. "How I got here was that your little friends shoot me in the stomach, and then brought me here."
I hummed. I guess the accent makes more sense then. But that also doesn't make sense.
"How did you get to the US if youuuu-" I didn't really want to finish my sentence.
I shook its head. "A plane. I haven't always looked like this."
"What do you mean?" I moved a little closer, getting it to move back away.
"I don't want to talk about it." I snarled a little bit well talking, kind of giving me the sign to back off.
We stopped talking for a little bit. The air feeling stiff with the past tense.
"Well- How old are you.?" I asked, trying to start back up a conversation.
"32." It didn't really turn back to face me.
"Oh- You're just 3 years older than me-" It hummed in response. "Umm-" I don't know if I've seen It eat or not. "Are you hungry.?"
It didn't say anything for a minute. "I don't think you have what I need.."
"What do you mean? I bet we do-"
It let out another sigh. "Do you.. have anything human?"
