Huh?
"Huh?" My mouth echoed my thoughts, my voice sounding annoyingly confused and helpless.
Then, I looked at the Frogsloth's face. Not just looked, but really saw. Wanted to understand.
I saw... defensiveness, in the position of his arms, in the set of his eyes. His privacy is being threatened.
I saw... anger. At us? It seemed different than anger. Perhaps a better word was - resentment. But why? I wondered.
Intermingled with everything, there was a sorrow, deep and ancient, in his eyes.
They will never change. Suddenly, his expression was as clear as ice. The words came almost unbidden into my brain. Woah.
Suddenly, it seemed a lot harder to imagine him doing away with us. Though there was no logical reason for such a belief, there it was.
Then, realizing I was 'zoning out' on the Frogsloth, I snapped back to the present. Beside me, Lieutenant's eyes were bugged out a little, but he was keeping a brave face.
"So that's it, huh?" His voice held defiance, but it wavered. His fear was palpable. "You take us in here, tell us everything, and then just - what? Make us 'disappear'?" He made air quotes with his claws.
The Frogsloth's brow wrinkled for a moment. He followed my gaze to the weapons on the wall. Then....
He started laughing!
Lieutenant and I sat on the edge of the couch cushions and stared at each other. Both of us were bug-eyed by then.
Once the Frogsloth had finished laughing, we both gathered our courage and said simultaneously;
"So - " I began, haltingly.
"You're not gonna - " Lieutenant continued.
"Uhm...."
"Kill us?" Lieutenant spat out.
Yipes. Once he said it, the reality hit me that we had either made a very silly mistake, or a very dangerous one.
(DXplorergirl)
Dear Diary,
The Frogsloth - I mean Walter - finished laughing, and looked at us with barely-contained amusement shining from his eyes.
"Kill you? Why, my dear young Jammers, I wouldn't harm a - " He stopped for a second and considered the expression he was about to use. "Lizard," he finished.
I choked, and suppressed an ill-timed snicker.
"But... well, with what you said about the reporter...." I offered a sheepish shrug and a curious glance.
Walter leaned forward in his chair.
"That young Kangaroo was camped out in this swamp for many a day, in the firm belief that the Frogsloth made his home here. He paid special attention to this fallen tree, seeing traces of habitation about the area. It took me a good two weeks holed up inside, sneaking out at night to eat, to convince him that no one lived here.
"And let me tell you," he added with a half-smile, "I got very tired of twiddling my thumbs and drinking swampweed tea."
Lieutenant looked up at this.
"So why didn't you come out?"
The Frogsloth raised his eyebrows.
"And let him discover me?"
"Yes."
The Frogsloth leaned back in his chair, steepling his claws as Lieutenant spoke again.
"You've hidden here so long, while the whole world should have known the truth.You've got to come out and show them."
"What I have to do, young sir, is no business of yours."
"And that's another thing," Lieutenant added, getting more aggravated. "You're always calling everybody 'young Jammers'." He made air quotes again."Just because you're old doesn't mean you're always right!"
The Frogsloth arched an eyebrow. I cringed. Sheezsh.... Way to tick him off, buddy.
"The topic of whether or not I am always right is not one I wish to argue. The simple fact is, I have a right to my own life and my own choices, just as you do.
"You chose to come and look for me, and you have found me. I chose to come to this swamp, and I choose to stay here."
"You don't have that choice!" Lieutenant hopped up from the couch. "You mean too much to Jamaa! You owe it to everyone to show us the truth!"
The Frogsloth's response was made in a voice as cold as ice.
"I do have the power of choice. Case in point; I choose to get up," he said, matching the action to the word. "I choose to walk to the door. I choose to open it. I choose to terminate this interview, and wish you a very good-day, and pleasant travels back to wherever it is you came from."
Dear Diary, at this, my heart dropped.
(DXplorergirl)