"I'm not hungry..." he said. It was the truth. Despite how small and fragile he seemed, his kind could go a whole month without eating. He had learnt why from his father, but he couldn't remember the specifics. Besides, he had mentioned the Moon Gods and Nathaniel refused to believe those existed. Now he had proof Gods didn't exist. He hadn't seen any as they flew through space.

He hung his head, keeping his distance from Garrison, even though he wanted to touch that swinging tail of his. "I... I want to go back to your room... Please...." He wasn't sure if the other crew members had seen the commotion, but he still felt extremely embarrassed.