Some more moon boy! Continuing from the first snippet here
“Apologies, I did not recognize you at first!” He lowered his hands and then proceeded to rest one on his stomach, as if still amused by the spectacle. “Please, you must forgive me. I have never met one of your kind before, though I have heard tales of the prowess of the Earth Guardians.”
You swallowed, a point of tension started between your brows that was certain to turn into a headache soon.
“You mean... the Foundation?”
All he had was a blank helmet shield, but somehow, he managed to give the impression of frowning.
“Nonsense. You are an Earth Guardian, Guardian of the Earth! Much as I protect my people, you protect yours—Oh!” He leaned closer, as if sharing a secret. “Is this ‘Foundation’ of yours a code name? A sharp little moniker? That’s quite clever. You can never be too careful, I am sure you have no shortage of enemies on your world.”
He straightened upright, and then did something even more alarming. He dropped to one knee and held out his hand in a supplicating gesture.
“Allow me the honor of bestowing a kiss to your personage, Earth Guardian.”
“Yes, yes, your—” He indicated with his hand, and then you realized, no, he was referring to his hand by flopping it about.
You eyed his reflective visor, recalling tales of all the various foods and drinks that had been smashed into the round surface.
“All right,” you said with strained acceptance, “be gentle.”
Extending your hand, you held the other to your chest, preparing for him to propel your hand at his face with a speed that would break every bone.
But instead, he said, “Of course,” and took your fingers with surprising gentleness. He pressed the back of your hand against the smooth glass, the surface pleasantly warm and somehow alive.
The word left him with a hint of surprise, or perhaps awe. You never found out which. He was on his feet and pinned you to the tree, the bulk of his suit dwarfing you and blocking all chance of escape.