“I’m… You know I’m not all human,” he croaked. That wasn’t a no. “Yeah,” I said easily. “I know.” His head lifted, and his eyes were a mix of wariness and something like longing as he stared at me. “Don’t you care?” “No,” I said simply. “But you’ve…” His face deepened even more in colour. “You’ve seen that I—I’m…” My chest ached for him. I wanted to reach out and rest my hand on his back, but didn’t know if he wanted any kind of touch. He hadn’t said yes or no yet. “I’m attracted to people, Moth,” I told him. “Not… specific genders or body types or whatever. I know you’re not all human. That
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