“In nature, there’s a balance to everything—an evolution. Like a moth with large eyes painted on its wings to scare off predators, and frogs with alluring toxic skin. Jackson said we’re not the top of the food chain anymore.” She popped a few more seeds into her mouth, trying to put the pieces together, but I had little insight to offer. “If natural selection reset the scales, those of us left have to find a new balance.”
