Look!(Food! they brought us food!)
Issued Jack, trying to change the subject. The food smelled good, and she was feeling a little hungry again, but he wasn't getting out of this.
You know! (I can't understand those noises/I dont understand how you (2 legged things) work/I can tell when you are trying to hide something!) she fired back. It was at her limit to make such a complex tapestry of emotional and conceptual intent, but she was very upset with him.
First, he tears off in the middle of the night, throws a bewildering wad of ... Something... at her to explain it, grabs his [teeth/claws], and JUMPS like he had lost his mind-- DIRECTLY into a fight that was going on just outside-- When he wasn't even really involved in it to start!!
THEN-- When he came back, after wandering off WITHOUT HER, ---doing who knows what--- , he tried to be all sweet and gentle about it--- She had almost bought into it, until he goes down here with the other 2 legged things, meets some strange plant [2-legged thing], and starts making the "interest" smell! Now, he was trying to feed her all kinds of explanations for it--THEN trying to distract her---- and she wasn't having any of it.
[Sorry]
He flooded back. It had all the feelings of being genuine, but he was still making that stink. At least he wasn't looking away from her; She had his full, undivided attention.
Suddenly, she felt his thoughts twist and turn, as he was trying to find a way out of the accusations she had been beating him with (and which he kept irritatingly been denying! She did not really mind it TOO much if he found some other female attractive- That would be normal and healthy-- It was the denials!)-- a sudden lurch, followed by a confusing and odd idea.
I Help?
It wasn't as simple as that though. It was a very ... complicated.. idea, tied to such a simple one. He wanted to try and help her to understand the "growls" the 2-legged things were making, as they were making them, so that she could decide for herself if he really was trying to be untruthful with her. (He insisted he wasn't. It wasn't helping matters.)
Come- Sit!
Another one of his cryptically "simple on the surface", but hard to grasp deep beneath conceptions--- The intent, as best she could tell, was for her to go to the other side of the table, and sit there. Allegedly, he could keep the contact open, looking into her still, lean over the table to stop needing to hold himself up (and so, give something 'else' up--specifically moving his muscles--, instead of blocking out all the commotion with his other senses), so that he could hear what was being said in the room, and directly share the meanings with her, as they happened.
Eat food!
That one was at least mostly uncomplicated-- If she sat down in front of him at the table, over the round hard rock the fat 2-legged thing had sat down, Jack would put food on it for her to eat-- as much as she wanted, while he held the connection for her.
She wasn't too sure... She was very mad at him... Denying over and over like that.....
He pleaded with her. He flooded her with regret, and feelings of sincerity, then love-- Promises-- For now-- For later-- For days yet to come...
She growled. He really did mean it-- but she was still mad at him. Reluctantly, she agreed to "try" it. Just this once.
She looked away irritatedly, and the connection snapped. She rounded the table, and sat down across from him, causing the seating bench to creak, then laid her head down on the table, and stared at him pointedly.
He'd better deliver.