But, at any rate, how could human language make this parasitic alien understand that when he said no, he would hear yes, get up from the sofa, walk up to me, and tell me to back up until the back cushion was attached to the door.

"So I'll eat it before your friend comes back."

At the end of the sound, a big hand grabbed my upper arm, and I suddenly opened my eyes wide and raised my legs, just as I was about to lean my face together.

"Let go! Don't you understand that you are told to go back to your room to eat?"

It was not enough...