an alien a day keeps the sorceror's away

In that moment, Rylee was glad she'd not swallowed anything as she'd be choking on it shortly after. Sivene truly might be the death of her, at this rate. So much seemed foreign and strange to the other woman. And the bluntness in which she asked her questions left Rylee now constantly scrambling to keep up and not lose her better senses to the child-like innocence of the curiosity.

Uh... Rylee trailed off before she could even really answer, brow furrowing in thought. I reckon there are different answers depending on the reason. It was the best she could do without fully chucking herself under the cart and admitting embarrassment.