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In an instant, the situation becomes overwhelming. The stranger mentions Phillip's name, and another, Alarian — but then he connects it to his own mispronunciation, and it clicks. His ears flatten as he listens to the other, and his gaze grows increasingly suspicious. He's not a kid, He tells him, finding that the most important part to address. And neither am I. But he's my friend.
Why would you offer me a home? You don't know me, or even my name. What if I'm a creep, or a murderer? He's starting to get upset now, but he's not sure why. Maybe the reason I don't have a home is because I'm defective. Maybe I don't have a family because they didn't want me, and maybe you won't want me either — did you think about that? No, he wants to continue, you didn't, because if you had, you wouldn't have offered. But his throat is too tight for words now, and there are tears spilling from his eyes that he hadn't noticed before — but above all, Zephyr is confused. He doesn't understand why the offer had drawn such a reaction from him. All he knows is that he can't control it.