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"Some things aren't meant for people to see." She said simply, a look of serenity pasted across her features. He shook his head, "then how did you see the mermaid?" He looked back at the girl, clearly displeased with her mellow reaction. She merely shrugged, "Luck I suppose. Maybe I'm not human." She joked, a slim smile finding a place on her face. He gritted his teeth; it was time to push it. "Then how did you see the dragons? That wasn't just luck." At the mention of the winged monsters, the girl perked up, sorrow and anger fighting for control over her complexion. "Those things took my brother, sir. You know me well enough to know not to talk about it so loosely." She said sharply, her voice thinning out with every word. Pain was evident in her blue irises. "Carol, for the last time, don't call me 'sir'!" He snapped. The girl stayed silent, making no move to correct herself. He sighed, taking her silence as a cue to continue; he would deal with the 'sir' calling later. "Carol, if people weren't meant to see those, you wouldn't be here right now."
Tailwind
