In her experience, green never equated to 'pretty,' but she allowed herself to finally relax, at least a little bit. He wasn't going to throw the sling at her or try to throttle her or anything like that. Once again, her mother had been wrong about Humans.

More than wrong, really.

She'd always been warned that reverting like that, in front of someone, was a death sentence. Now she knew for sure that was also an exaggeration.

"I always wanted to be a Human," she admitted, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Back home, you would never have known that I'm...not. It's harder here."

The real question she had to wrestle with was how necessary it was.