I am afraid. You have a plan.
This time Monk relaxed. He tried to emanate only thoughts of love and friendliness.
"I won't hurt you. I promise."
The Aab hesitated.
"I command you to come here. You will not be hurt."
Slowly, the Aab crawled forward. One inch, two, three, six, a dozen. It was only five feet from him now, and in the shadow of the Devil's Egg again.
"That's it. Come on. Closer."
I am afraid of you. Let me go. Let me go get the others.
The Aab suddenly braked its advance by digging its fore-claws into the sand.
"But you don't want to go back to the others." Monk's lips quivered as he spoke. His words, to human ears, would have been unintelligible. "You want to stay here. You want to come closer to me."