King Elk Forest civilization is coming and it means to exterminate us

he nearly forgets uka again, nearly doesn't notice the larger form slipping past him, getting closer, and - no, though, this is something for delight, because he has to see it, has to record it as true, has to tell mato - uka looks back at him, breaking his thought chain. he licks his lips, and nods once, pressing forward just slightly, drinking in the foggy visage. he thinks any minute now the god-creature is going to vanish, or else demand something new of them, so he gathers all his courage and does the only thing he can think of, murmuring "thank you," in soft, most-un-delight-like tones. he lets the and please don't kill us in our sleep stay implied, hung silently in the air between them.