...Not to mention they aren't very good at making themselves clear in their instructions. [Shouting two or three words and flying away is not effective leadership, in Ethlyn's considered opinion.] Maybe what they need is the mundane touch--this was a human settlement, so they can't investigate it without human thinking.

[So saying, she moves--cautiously--around the room. It's filled with small desks, a classroom for children. Ethlyn pokes around and lifts the wooden lids, searching for anything that might provide a hint of where they went. Curiously, she doesn't find primers and paper--she finds old watercolor sets, the colored disks cracked and powdery. Crayons half-melted into each other, broken pencil stubs.]

...It's all for artwork. How curious....