they look at you like you're a freak
It's a struggle just to stay alive
Nodding, Josh then went to gently lay his palm on a nearby tree, as if testing Alina's words; not a touch that would hurt the Greatwood, to be sure, but still a direct challenge from the way he looked into her eyes as he did it.
The hand was removed when Alina mentioned two things he'd never heard of and he went to write them down. "The Blight? Some kind of plague? Makes sense outsiders might bring in foreign germs. What happened?" The Mathair could wait, the word so foreign he had no idea what it might be; a person, an event, a place?
He held up his hands. "Not going to touch. Were you born with those? Or get them attached later?" Josh asked, wondering if it'd be possible to fit himself with a pair of wings.
The hand was removed when Alina mentioned two things he'd never heard of and he went to write them down. "The Blight? Some kind of plague? Makes sense outsiders might bring in foreign germs. What happened?" The Mathair could wait, the word so foreign he had no idea what it might be; a person, an event, a place?
He held up his hands. "Not going to touch. Were you born with those? Or get them attached later?" Josh asked, wondering if it'd be possible to fit himself with a pair of wings.
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