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Shar-Kali. It was a pretty weird name but the jockish yearling played it cool. She might've been a grandma but that was no reason not to show at least a little politeness. "I'm Nightjar," he told her, and then Eljay piped up to inform her that nerd was not his name, but rather, a nickname. If only it was so endearing. Nightjar meant it truly maliciously, in a, "this-guy-still-pees-the-bed," kind of way.

But he held his tongue and told the older female, "yep, Nerd is the lil bro's nickname. He also loves bein' called Pipsqueak and Dweebus." All of these things accurately described how Nightjar saw Eljay: inferior. It wasn't necessarily malevolent, but he just had no respect for the guy, especially because he wasn't a sibling and Nightjar wanted nothing to do with him. It only had a little to do with the fact that up until recently, Eljay had cried for his mommy and daddy on a nearly regular basis.