03.05: Ayala

‘Your furs?’ Noah said. She seemed primitive, not stupid, Noah had met many people who were super smart but not educated, it did not do to underestimate clever people. He decided being truthful was best. ‘They are… They kind of had lots of little things living in them. Fleas and lice… nasty livestock. We don’t like that kind of itchy critter in our clothing so your furs are being cleaned. You will get them back soon.’
He hoped they were listening in on this because he was ad libbing like crazy.
He was wearing similar clothing to her. ‘This is how we dress,’ he said mimicking the tugging she did on her sweatshirt. ‘Clean clothes every day.’
‘I assume you have a name. My name is Noah. This place is a school, and they help people here. People who are lost, or afraid, or have nowhere else to go.’