“Well, then I guess I wouldn`t
be the only one then, would I?"
if he was able to sense that, then this
guy wasn`t exactly human either.
not to mention those weird wounds
he`s showed up with in the past.
— Words can hurt, as true as they might be.
”What I am doesn’t matter…
I think we were talking about you.”
And he could still be talking about the weather —
He doesn’t have — want — a reason to hurt this boy.
color him surprised.
he never really liked playing dumb—
especially not since the beat of silence
probably gave something away already,
but the response was more unthinking
“What do you mean?”
There’s no need to play dumb, really.
He could sense it since he first saw the orange locks,
and the scent of blood was stronger than anything back then.
”Your aura… call it what you want.
It’s not exactly human.”
"Can you—explain why Pluto isn’t a planet?"
“Pluto — has some friends in its orbit…
To be a planet, he’d have to be bigger than them.”
This… is a strange child.
“— Not you.”
”— Are you going to tell me what you are?”
he could be asking for the weather in this tone, and this could be a casual conversation — except for the fact that it’s not.
”Oi — you dropped this.”
[ it’s a purse and he’s positive it’s not his, if that matters. ]