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After #40 The Other
"You're not a freak."
Tobias moved his hawk eyes towards me, ((Uh, Rachel?))
We're at my room, the warm and comfy little space, after a long night with Mertil and Gafinilan—and a whole army of Hork-Bajir. We probably should get some rest, I'd have this math test tomorrow, but a small talk with Tobias before going to bed would do no harm. And I kinda needed it, to keep me sane after those fights. A moment of peace, you could say.
"Your speech back then. You said you're a freak and your girlfriend is a human."
((It's the truth,)) his thought-speak sounded embarassed after one minute and his hawk face blushed a little. Or maybe it's just me. ((Look at me. You're dating a hawk.))
"A cute one though," I added.
((A freak of nature.))
"Cut it out, Tobias, or I'll kick you so hard you can't even morph in an hour." That's kinda harsh, more than I'd intended. I talked a little softer this time, "You are perfect in any way. Human or hawk, you're no freak."
((Okay, I'm an awesome hawk then, and I have this Princess Xena as my girlfriend. How's that sound?))
I snorted, "Sounds great." And yawned.
((I think I should go now. Have a nice dream, Rach.))
"See you tomorrow, Tobias."
The red-tailed hawk flew out from my windows.