Getting answers out of Claud was slow going. Albino Girl translated Millie's questions, and Claud had resigned himself to giving simple answers, mostly yes or no, things Millie could repeat without mangling them too badly.
One of the Englishmen had approached them and asked what Claud had told them. "He knows who he is," Millie said. "He doesn't know any of us. That's about it so far."
Millie looked at Albino Girl. "Ask him if he knows where we are."
Claud listened and then nodded. He spoke. Millie repeated what he said. Albino Girl frowned. She asked a question in French. Claud nodded firmly. "Oui," he said.
"What? What is it?" Millie demanded. "He says yes, whatever it is."
"He says we're on the Island of Lost Souls."
Millie rolled her eyes. "How poetic. Can he be a little more specific?"
"Yes," Albino Girl said. "He says it's in the middle of the Pacific Ocean."
"We're on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean!?" Millie asked loudly.
[George/"Millie"]
Date: 2007-02-20 09:21 pm (UTC)One of the Englishmen had approached them and asked what Claud had told them. "He knows who he is," Millie said. "He doesn't know any of us. That's about it so far."
Millie looked at Albino Girl. "Ask him if he knows where we are."
Claud listened and then nodded. He spoke. Millie repeated what he said. Albino Girl frowned. She asked a question in French. Claud nodded firmly. "Oui," he said.
"What? What is it?" Millie demanded. "He says yes, whatever it is."
"He says we're on the Island of Lost Souls."
Millie rolled her eyes. "How poetic. Can he be a little more specific?"
"Yes," Albino Girl said. "He says it's in the middle of the Pacific Ocean."
"We're on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean!?" Millie asked loudly.