[ Gansey repeats it like he's memorising it, and follows that with a smile. She looks like a Kitty, he decides - all dark hair and warm eyes and pretty smile.
And she's been here eight months. Gansey hasn't decided whether he thinks she's another import, or a tourist, but his file identifies him as an import easily enough. He'll wait to find out if the same is true of her. ]
American. [ He nods, almost apologetically, because after all she's British - she probably deserves an apology for that. ] And yes, originally - though I hasten to add that there's no such thing as De Chima, where I'm from. West Virginia is my territory. This is the closest I could get to it today, though I suspect that even if I made it as far as home - Henrietta, by the way - it wouldn't look the way I remember.
[ He glances around them, until his eyes light on a passing hovercar, and he points to it. ]
We've not grown into anything like those. That's odd. Wonderful, but very odd.
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[ Gansey repeats it like he's memorising it, and follows that with a smile. She looks like a Kitty, he decides - all dark hair and warm eyes and pretty smile.
And she's been here eight months. Gansey hasn't decided whether he thinks she's another import, or a tourist, but his file identifies him as an import easily enough. He'll wait to find out if the same is true of her. ]
American. [ He nods, almost apologetically, because after all she's British - she probably deserves an apology for that. ] And yes, originally - though I hasten to add that there's no such thing as De Chima, where I'm from. West Virginia is my territory. This is the closest I could get to it today, though I suspect that even if I made it as far as home - Henrietta, by the way - it wouldn't look the way I remember.
[ He glances around them, until his eyes light on a passing hovercar, and he points to it. ]
We've not grown into anything like those. That's odd. Wonderful, but very odd.