As the group began weaving between the huts, they were joined by someone else strolling the village; the young Pemalite that had approached Marty earlier. She walked along side of him for a little while, and then she began walking backwards while in front of him. Now facing him, she again held out her little malfunctioning gadget, pleading with her eyes. She said nothing. Finding it hard to walk with her in front of him, Marty stopped briefly. He looked long and hard at the Pemalite girl. Then after taking the cluster of parts and pieces from her, he smiled, and so did she. She began following at his side again as the group continued towards lunch.
<Glad to see you decided to join us.> Ehruf said as the nine of them walked in. He made no comment on the girl entering as well. It was a bit crowded inside the structure now, but there was still enough room to enjoy the meal. Marty was glad himself to see that the others were all here and apparently waiting for them; he looked at Lee, waiting to follow his lead. Lee looked at Ehruf, who then said, <Sit> and then proceeded to do so himself. Ehruf and the other Pemalites joining them each in turn stuck their paws into the
basket of meat, picking up two or three pieces hooked on their short claws. None of them touched the other dishes yet.
After seeing the example of their hosts, Marty slowly reached out and picked up a couple pieces for himself. It seemed to have a taste somewhere between pork and beef.....
