She placed her forefinger against her lips. “Shhhhh.” Annoyed—Zé hated when people shushed him—he asked, “Why should I?” “Because we both know you don’t belong here. At first, I thought, ‘Why is this dude hanging around a bunch of ’”—she stuck her tongue out and made a “bleh” sound—“ ‘full-humans? ’ No offense, but . . .” she said to the other men before sticking out her tongue again and making that “bleh” sound. “But then I realized you don’t belong with them at all.” Her smile grew wide. “You’re an infiltrator.” The men all stared at him, and although she was absolutely right, he still had
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