This one had obviously been roughing it; his scales were lubricated by only a minimum film of moisture, and he wore space harness on the lower part of his body.
To keep his walking tentacles wet, Ullo realized. He hasn't so much as a drop of water on the floor of that dive!
"Zoya Lar-Tul!" announced Viri.
"Stated simply," said Ahnu bluntly, "what is your trouble?"
"Stated simply, Great One," answered the scout, "I am in imminent danger of detection by natives of this system."
Ullo stiffened in his mud tub. He heard the slurp as the Supervisor splashed more mud upon the oozing floor.
"How is that?" demanded Ahnu, his throat again beginning to expand majestically.