(...) "Well, you don't look like you're lost!" Kerishre taunted
The Impala didn't respond - didn't say a word. The Imp speculated that maybe the crazy-haired Antelope didn't understand Earth-Languages at all.
"Look what I have here!" she whistled and summoned the Merricks-Key just outside of the reach of the Impala.
"You want to get downstairs, don't you? Into the city-vault? The famous shelter in Ipanema?"
With a genuine smile, she observed the face of the Antelope, awaiting a response.
But try as she might, she couldn't read his face - and in the light of the eternal sundown, Kerishre sneered back at the unreadable, unresponsive face of her interlocutor:
"Well, if that's how it is, then get ready to have your hopes trampled upon, stone-chin!"
And with these words, she vanished.
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