Avery's pulse was thudding in his ears as he dragged his feet closer. Yeah, he was fucking shitting himself, but there was a part of him that was curious as hell too. He was this close to an actual alien. Was it worth lying about anything? Would this guy be able to sense if he lied?
"We didn't take anything," he said quickly. He hadn't mentioned anything about Lyra in his article, only saying that he'd witnessed the healing himself, just in case. Just in case of this, apparently. "We were just- we were- kissing?"
He inwardly cursed his clumsy tongue, and quickly licked his lips. His previously solid standing had gone perilously marshmallowy beneath his feet.