And he shrugs. "The people here are kind, for the most part."
What he doesn't want to say, not to a little girl he doesn't know, is they're loud and they make no sense and the clatter and they suffocate and no matter where I run I cannot get away (I do not know these stars and I don't know how that can be). So he doesn't. But there is a stiffness about him.
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"Yes," he says, not expounding. "I--."
Finn stops. "That's--"
And he shrugs. "The people here are kind, for the most part."
What he doesn't want to say, not to a little girl he doesn't know, is they're loud and they make no sense and the clatter and they suffocate and no matter where I run I cannot get away (I do not know these stars and I don't know how that can be). So he doesn't. But there is a stiffness about him.