"The bird was awesome. I have never been been any good at paper folding." Nero said. He has a cut on his cheek and bruise forming around the cut. He hoped that Vindr wouldn't ask about it but he would answer truthfully if he did. He had already made that promise to himself.

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"I don't know. I really don't. I just know many of our kind of have been killed for being themselves." He let out a sigh. He was angry about the whole situation as well, but as much as he wanted to lash out like Spike was doing he knew that wouldn't solve anything.