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“It’s… um, nice to meet you, Thrax.” Her tone didn’t sound convinced, and she tugged on her hand as if to take it back from me, but I wasn’t ready to free her. After all, she’d given it to me in the first place. I had no idea why, but I wasn’t going to complain about easy prey.
“No. Your body will wither without food.” I gestured to my stomach. “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind some withering in this area.” He tilted his head, his gaze fixing on my stomach. “I do not understand. Why would you wish to wither?”
“My natural color has really blonde highlights that make it shiny. People always thought I had glitter in my hair.” I’d hated it, the way those bright strands had caught the light, drawing people’s attention to such a degree that perfect strangers would touch my hair just to lift the strands to see if they were real.
“I can walk, you know.” His upper hand closed around my foot, causing me to kick to break free of his grip as his fingers tickled my instep. “Your feet are soft. I will carry you.” “I’m too heavy.” He tilted his head, staring down at me as if I’d said something incomprehensible. “No.” “No?”
i want to murder this heroine. uwu i’m twoo heavy 🥺🥺🥺 she says to the 7 foot tall alien who she has witnessed shred machinery