“As a music major,” Dhivael began, “do you sing, or do you play an instrument? Are your people only adept at singing, or are they musically inclined in other areas?” The Rihan could not discern why Kay’s fulfilling her parent’s wishes was funny, so she asked. “Why is it you laugh at the idea that you have achieved the desire your parents had for your potential?”
Dhivael nodded. “Yes. I have noticed that Earthlings tend to prefer to speak as much as possible in as few words as they may. I have read works that were written many Earth centuries ago, and it seems that the language has changed in that aspect. If I am not mistaken, it seems as if the writers such as William Shakespeare preferred to speak as many words as they could to depict one point of interest.”
The extraterrestrial thought about this for a moment. “I have encountered this Google while I have been on this planet, but the way you speak about it makes me feel as if I have perceived it incorrectly. Is Google a living entity? I had thought it was only a form of computer coding that lead one to other locations on the Internet.”
She took a bite of an apple that sat on her tray. The juice was sweet, and it squirted over the corner of her mouth when she bit into it. It seemed that messy foods were a delight for those beings of Earth, but it seemed to Dhivael that it was only a means of wasting time. She lifted her napkin and patted the juice from her face. On ch’Havran, the food was condensed into a bar or a pill form and consumed that way. It was very nourishing, and it took very little time to consume. The only thing that had not been changed was the consumption of liquids. Those still had to be drunk just as those of Earth practiced.
Dhivael founds that she very much approved of the fact that those of Alden’s swim team began practicing so early before competitions would even begin. “I have rarely encountered humanoids who work so diligently at their skill to better themselves. Many seem to wait only until they must do something to hone their abilities. I believe the proper term for such a… feeling as I am experiencing is respect.” She said feeling awkwardly, as if she wasn’t certain that it was the correct word. The “feeling” which she described was not something that was strong by any means, but there was a certain amount of respect that she had whenever she discovered any Earthling acting as her own people did. Perhaps this was merely something that was familiar to her, and it wasn’t really a feeling at all.
“Ah, the ocean. I have experienced it. I find it curious that you would prefer the ocean when it has been filled with waste and chemicals as well to the designated swimming areas where they are clean and there is less risk of attack by things that may live within it.” The ocean had seemed a good deal less clean than the pool, but it also did not have that chemical smell despite her learning that waste from the land dwellers was pumped into the ocean every day. Perhaps that was why Kay announced her preference for it.