[And evidently Huvrye hit on something, because nobody knows what I am sounds like he is a homunculus, and that doesn't make any sense. There's no reason for a child homunculus - espionage isn't a concern anymore, a kid isn't going to be able to handle a gun like an adult can, and the kid doesn't have wings. He's more likely to be a construct than a homunculus-]
[And he's cutting that train of thought off there. That's not going to help anyone, and the kid is trying to drag him somewhere now, and he can't afford to be in his thoughts when whatever this is is happening.]
Wh- I've always had wings. We all do. Why don't you?
[He lets himself be pulled - towards a hallway, looks like. Privacy without actually disappearing from view. Smart kid. Once they get there, he stops short - sorry, kid, no more pulling - and flares a wing open. It's not enough to hide the kid from view entirely, but it's enough for a little more privacy. His voice is low when he speaks, and he tries to put some calm into it, because one of them needs to be calm and it's not going to be the kid who's panicking at the sight of him.]
[(He hasn't missed the panic, or being feared. This is what he gets for talking without thinking, isn't it. Stupid.)]
Look, I'm not gonna hurt you. I don't even know who you are. You just- you look like a homunculus, that's all.
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[And evidently Huvrye hit on something, because nobody knows what I am sounds like he is a homunculus, and that doesn't make any sense. There's no reason for a child homunculus - espionage isn't a concern anymore, a kid isn't going to be able to handle a gun like an adult can, and the kid doesn't have wings. He's more likely to be a construct than a homunculus-]
[And he's cutting that train of thought off there. That's not going to help anyone, and the kid is trying to drag him somewhere now, and he can't afford to be in his thoughts when whatever this is is happening.]
Wh- I've always had wings. We all do. Why don't you?
[He lets himself be pulled - towards a hallway, looks like. Privacy without actually disappearing from view. Smart kid. Once they get there, he stops short - sorry, kid, no more pulling - and flares a wing open. It's not enough to hide the kid from view entirely, but it's enough for a little more privacy. His voice is low when he speaks, and he tries to put some calm into it, because one of them needs to be calm and it's not going to be the kid who's panicking at the sight of him.]
[(He hasn't missed the panic, or being feared. This is what he gets for talking without thinking, isn't it. Stupid.)]
Look, I'm not gonna hurt you. I don't even know who you are. You just- you look like a homunculus, that's all.