Ube stared back at the angel, his face blank. “What?” Vengeance reached a long smoky limb out to the boy, yellow eyes intent. “So you may walk.” Bitter could almost feel Alex’s hackles rise as she took a step toward the angel, her fists tight. Ube flinched and moved away from Vengeance’s reach. “No!” he said. “Why would you even ask that?” Alex cut in sharply. “There is nothing wrong with Ube,” she said, and the rest of the Assata kids murmured in agreement, even Hibiscus. The angel’s eyes flickered between the humans. It seemed confused. “He does not wish to be whole?”
