Farmer FBI Dan patted me on the shoulder, "I'm supposed to exterminate you on the spot. I'm not going to do that. I'm a fan actually."
I wasn't sure what would happen next, if I could trust him or not, "What are you going to do?"
The fear that ran through my human body was enough to send me into a panic attack, a skitslefritz is what we called it on my planet.
Farmer FBI Dan grabbed me and whispered to me, "Deep slow breath in, hold it, deep slow breath out. That will calm you. I'm going to help you. I give you my word."
Sam came out of his room and joked, "Find another tomato blue bouncy dog toy Farmer Dan?"
We all laughed, I had to force it.
The three of us went outside and watched Bessie the pig play with Sheila the dog while we waited for Sam's parents to come home.
Farmer FBI Dan stayed very close to me.
He stood as Sam's parents pulled up, "Let me do the talking boys."