Ivan
They stared at me like I was nuts, each having a different reason.
Leviathan was concerned she would run and tell others where we were, a valid concern but not one I was worried about. On the other hand, the girl was scared of my wings and possibly that I was just saying that to trick her. I've seen the look before on other women, not because I'd done something but because it's all they knew. It's unfortunate, but it seems to be the reality in all worlds. There are monsters, and they wear the faces of humans.
There are places on Earth where that's not only normal but encouraged. I saw it with Jake, the war, and even among others in the military. This girl's fear came from her experiences, but making the choice for her wasn't possible. She'd fight me if I did; as I've said, I have no interest in taking on that responsibility. She was crazy enough to form a cult of addicts with a sewing needle: she could figure out what she wanted to do.
