Stavanger Bay Vivisection

They looked young. Something was off about their ears, but if Raimo saw anything he didn't like he made no mention of it. Ears ought to transition with the rest of a child when they matured. Seeing as how this stranger was obviously alive and healthy, whatever issue those curled ears presented wasn't enough to hinder survival.

Hello. He begrudgingly answers. Raimo isn't sure if he should say more, do more, or leave. He wants to leave; however, he cannot take his eyes off of her. What are you doing out here?