“Are you getting this? Are you!?” the voice was shaking with excitement.
No wonder, too. Even through the external cam, the alien’s suit was impressive. As much vehicle as suit, a six armed machine spider with an environment pod suspended in the middle.
In the pod: something out of Lovecraft.
“What’s it doing?”
“There’s lights in there, like it’s looking at displays. Scans, maybe? Of me?”
“Or the Chariot.”
Almost casually, the alien reached over with a spidery mechanical arm and pulled the vehicle out of the ditch Rane had driven into.
“Yeah. Mighty neighborly of it. Him? Jesus.”