“Actually it was her who brought me int’ her family,” he corrected with a brisk wave of his hand. “Neither of us had the happy family life growin’ up so we had plenty in common.”
“She must be kind then.”
The taller human looked him over curiously. A bad childhood growing up. It seemed to be occurring more often in the people she met.
“I’m guessing I look like her, too?”
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