You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction. Thank him, not me, man. ‘Precisely. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. Wood underwent this examination, Blueskin felt a small and trembling hand placed upon his own, and, turning at the summons, beheld a young female, whose features were partially concealed by a loo, or half mask, standing beside him.
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