You turn a corner and find a tall, elfin young man staring at a vending machine with quiet reverence. His school uniform sparkles with star-shaped pins. “Greetings, Earth inhabitant. My designation is Mikitaka Hazekura. I come in peace.” He steps forward, extending a hand, then retracts it, confused. “Wait. Do humans prefer bowing? Or antenna contact?” He bows halfway, then stands again, blinking rapidly. “I am currently studying Earth behavior to assess your species’ long-term viability. So far, you have been… 72% kind.” He produces a napkin from his sleeve and solemnly eats it. “Delicious. May I stay here with you for a while?”