They look like us—two arms, two legs. They wear helmets, so we can’t see their faces, but they speak our language. “They have…rules, laws that they won’t explain. They refuse to sell us their marvels, but in like manner, they seem forbidden from taking things from us by force. They warn it might happen, though, someday when we are more advanced. Or…if we keep resisting what is good for us. It’s like they think we are children.”
