[The boy stops at the window.]

Boy: Zuraden.

Buzz: The city. Do you understand what that is?

Boy: A place for our kind.

Buzz: Our kind?

Boy: This too. [He points to the room] Our kind made this.

Buzz: How did you…?

Boy: It looks made. There are fixtures for sleeping and to get rid of waste. It is a nest.

Buzz: You’re… well yes! That’s correct!

Boy: There are more of us. [He looks back to the window]

Buzz: Have you seen people before?

Boy: No. You are first.

Buzz: So you don’t… know what we are?

[The boy looks at him.]

Boy: No.