Prompt 14: "It's the Quenchiest!"
"What is it?" Terran asked, wrinkling his nose.
"Cactus juice," Benji replied. "It'll quench ya. Nothing's quenchier. It's the quenchiest!"
"Those aren't words."
"No," she agreed, "but this is cactus juice. Drink it."
"Are you okay?"
"Look, a flower!"
"That's a rock."
"It's so pretty," she crooned, petting it.
Terran dubiously looked down at the bowl she had handed to him, then cast another look to his friend. Sighing, he tipped the bowl so that the juice splashed onto the ground and soaked into the dirt.
"It's time for bed, I think," he said, grabbing one of her arms and steering her toward a good spot to make camp. "Let's set up your...bedroll." He trailed off when he saw that Benji had flopped down onto the bare sand and began to snore loudly. Terran shook his head and covered her up, then set about making a fire for the night.
He really hated the desert.
A/N: Thanks for reading!