It watched as the not-quite-human-boy raised an offended brow. “You only have one?” “No—I actually have far more.” She worried her lip between her white teeth. Something shifted in the not-quite-human’s eyes; he looked as if he wanted to take her lip between his teeth as well. “You can ask me whatever you want, Little Fox.” “Splendid!” Her mouth turned up into a sweet smile. “Tell me about the apples.” “Next question.”
