“Around sundown, an adult Scorpio and several adolescents came trundling into our camp and attempted to communicate, clumsily. After we got the xenoanthropologist in to help translate for us, we discovered that they were attempting to initiate a trade for supplies. Pictured, research assistant Max haggling for a crude hand-axe.
It seemed rude to turn them down.
The hand-axe was purchased for a single protein bar after we ensured that it contained no ingredients that posed any threat to the Scorpio, and they left with their bounty, satisfied.”
Alright, this is adorable. Might not have much use for a hand axe, but isn’t that a cool souvenir? “oh, yeah, I traded a snack to a member of a sapient alien species for that.”
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