[They gaze blankly up at him. The head that will one day decide to call himself Charlie slithers forward slightly, and almost falls victim to gravity.

You are the first person with a single head they have ever encountered face to face, Arthur. How do you do it? You seem to be able to function just as well as they do. Plus you have a piece of wood. They're not sure what that's about, but they get to their feet anyway, straighten their toga, and attempt to make contact by pointing.

They don't have cats on their planet, so they are unaware of the results of curriosity on such creatures.]