The three women waited for a response, but the Sowmyathans seemed motionless. Resnick muttered something under her breath that McNair didn't quite catch. Then she took another step forward, pointing to the shuttle and then to the sky. She pantomimed the crash.
The villagers appeared unmoved by this.
"What do you think, figure out how to ask 'take me to your leader'?" Jarvis asked.
"Maybe we should have brought gifts," Smith suggested.
"Do we want them to invite us to their village? Maybe I should try pantomiming that," Resnick said.
"I need you to hold your heads still," McNair said, hearing the aggression in her voice too late to weed it out.
"Come again?" Resnick said.
"You're looking at each other, at the horizon, at everything. I need you to look at the villagers, preferably the
