[The light on her horns and her heavy, raptorlike brows mean her red eyes are deeply in shadow, which probably doesn't help her first impression. She's growing accustomed to small flat-faced aliens staring at her everywhere she goes. It's going to be like this on Earth some day, if she can ever get home.
Toby waits patiently as he recovers his composure and blusters at her. Her voice is deep, gravelly, very measured.]
You might as well tell me. I don't think less of people for having problems. Certainly I have some of my own. Is it the change?
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Toby waits patiently as he recovers his composure and blusters at her. Her voice is deep, gravelly, very measured.]
You might as well tell me. I don't think less of people for having problems. Certainly I have some of my own. Is it the change?