"I was not exactly willing to work towards friendship at first, but somehow I grew to like Katie. We now have a sort of symbiotic relationship."

Like the Iskoort, Katie added.

What? I asked.

The Iskoort. Book #26.

Oh. I had learned that humans have this odd need to make pointless, entirely unhelpful comments when they are nervous, apparently as a way of alleviating tension. I have also learned to ignore it.

Cassie and Jake were at the other side of the shed, talking quietly to each other.

"We're going outside to talk," Jake said. "Don't try to go anywhere. Ax will make sure you don't. I don't think I need to remind you just how capable he is of guarding an unarmed human girl."

The Andalite walked into the shed as Jake and Cassie left, his tail poised and ready. Don't try anything, Yeerk, he said. You know there is no way for you to escape.

I shifted nervously, eyes on his tail blade. Sharp as a scalpel, faster than a bullet, more power than a battle axe. I admit: it was an unsettling situation. "You can relax, Andalite. I'm not going to try anything."

The Andalite made no answer. Neither did he relax.

Hey, Ax-man! How's it going in there?

I think that's Tobias, Katie said. He must be outside.

The Andalite made no answer. Rather, he probably answered in private thought-speak so I couldn't overhear.