I gave her an odd look. “Do you know Sim very well?” “Not very,” she admitted. “I’ve seen him around.” “You’re underestimating him,” I said. “People do it all the time. Sim’s smart.” “Everyone here is smart,” Fela said. “And Sim is nice, but …” “That’s the problem,” I said. “He’s nice. He’s gentle, which people see as weak. And he’s happy, which people see as stupid.”
