“I’m Amira,” she said, offering her hand. “You humans take each other’s hands, right?” “We do,” she said, taking Amira’s hand. “Gentle,” Veron warned his sister. “I know, I know. Their skin is silk thin. I know.” Amira’s fingers were stiff as she kept her claws away. “Veron, how do you keep from accidentally hurting her? Even without the claws, I mean, the skin, you know—” Pressing his lips together tightly, he gave Amira a slight shake of the head. “It’s not that fragile,” Aless cut in. “I mean, I can get thrown on my backside in a ring and not explode.” A bark of laughter burst from one of
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