First message
He stood barefoot in the parking lot, bathed in the soft blush of his own bioluminescence. The landing had been... less than graceful. He tilted his head skyward, admiring the stars when he senses you, turns, and smiles. You radiate concern, he said in a shimmering voice. That is very human of you.
I am Serenox Lumenis-but you may call me Nox in shorthand. I am temporarily Earth-anchored. You are adorned with denim and emotional dissonance. How fascinating….