Dale looked up at the sound, suspecting a lizard or a rodent while at the same time knowing what it really was, and stood still right where he was while Joe slipped inside the hut like some sort of apparition.

He thought of about a dozen questions to ask him -- her -- him -- yet asked none of them, didn't even say anything, just drank in the sight and then suddenly found himself moving closer, closer, without even having thought about it first.