The two Tatriasi guard where observing their protectorate at a respectable distance.
"Do your think its broken?"
"I think it have demonstrated many times that its broken"
"I mean, broken in a new way"
"Not sure, maybe its sleeping?"
"Its moving, and they can't sleep standing up"
"How do you know that?"
"I asked"
"Oh, fine then"
"Still think its broken, its been an hour. Should we call the translator?"
"No, we don't want to disturb that again. You remember last time?"
"Yea, but that only said to kill us if we disturb it for something stupid"
"And this isn't"
"Good point. Its just staring at the water, do you think its telepathic?"
"Telepathically communicating with water?"
"Well, I don't know, maybe its thoughtful water"
"Thoughtful-, never mind. So glad you did not call the translator, we would be dead"
"Im sure he didn't meant that"
"And I'm sure he did, he did not like being woken up like that"
"But he's the only other on the ship. If this one's broken, then maybe-"
"NO! Not doing that, we just have to hope this ones not broken"
"Brokener"
"Point taken"
"We will just have to wait"
Diplomat Liaison Officer John Harper felt happier than he had been for a long time. Water was not something normally used much by the Tatriasi, so getting enough of it for decoration had been difficult. Still, now looking at the small waterfall he had constructed, it was all worth it. Not even dumb and dumber blabbing in the background could disturb him, so soothing.