"Conway," she repeats, and nods; Ilde is good at secrets, even if 'good at secrets' still means 'will tell Sonja if she asks'.
"This is my new thing," she says, in turn, lifting her fins for a moment and looking down. When her hair shifts, there are no ears beneath - slits in their place, made for water, which is why she's semi-deaf above it. It seems for a moment like she's going to say something, but she changes her mind almost visibly and rolls her lip in her teeth when she looks up (sharp teeth, like needles). "Humans did that? Put you in a moat." Took his gills away. His tail.
(The undercurrent in her voice-- that's anger, suspicion, an intimate knowledge of human danger and human judgement. Her bitterness isn't something she takes any pains to hide, because they can go fuck themselves for what was done to her.)
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"This is my new thing," she says, in turn, lifting her fins for a moment and looking down. When her hair shifts, there are no ears beneath - slits in their place, made for water, which is why she's semi-deaf above it. It seems for a moment like she's going to say something, but she changes her mind almost visibly and rolls her lip in her teeth when she looks up (sharp teeth, like needles). "Humans did that? Put you in a moat." Took his gills away. His tail.
(The undercurrent in her voice-- that's anger, suspicion, an intimate knowledge of human danger and human judgement. Her bitterness isn't something she takes any pains to hide, because they can go fuck themselves for what was done to her.)