Tisha, Maya and the quiet woman stared incredulously, but there was relief about their faces: relief that this wasn't something evil that tried to possess them.
"I don't suggest they aren't evil." Danes rose excitedly and strode to the window, once again looking haloed and mysteriously magical against the light. "Not Evil as we perceive evil anyway. It's not demonic... magic... it's not Satanic. It's extra-terrestrial."
He turned to look out at the daylight. It seemed to him to have been daylight for so long.
"But what," Maya asked, "do they want? Why are they doing this? Why us?"