Research log #x
I have been stuck on this planet for what I believe is a month. The area I crashed into is thankfully similar to where I grew up, a hot, tropical mess. The natives here are...docile. They haven't hurt me or tried kicking me out. Hell, I don't think they really care for all that matter, like seeing what is basically an alien a common occurence!
Still, I don't want to anger them. They are these giant, knuckle walking reptiles with rock hard scutes all over their bodies, and these giant arms bigger than my entire torso. I only get up to their chest. THAT'S how big they are!
They have been generous enough. Some have left me bowls of their cuisine. As far as I have observed, they have a diet of roots, tough vegetation, and insects. I don't know if any of it is even edible to humans, and I really don't want to risk it. The rations should last me long enough... I hope....
Signing off,
Dr. ###########
















