8
“Museums are so boring,” Lilith mumbled as she swiped her finger along a dusty cabinet.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to touch that,” Sam reminded her.
Lilith ignored her. “And wrong. Human history is only half of the truth. Actually, that’s a bit too generous. A quarter.”
“Well, that’s on the Nox for hiding.”
“We know what humanity is capable of against those that are different. You hardly know how to keep peace amongst yourselves.”
Samantha pulled a face. “Don’t you have territories because the clans can’t get along either?”
“That’s different.”
“How is that different?”
“Look, an elephant skeleton,” Lilith exclaimed, pretending she hadn’t heard the question. “Wow, it’s big.”
“You’ve never seen an elephant before?”
“No, I keep missing the one that wanders by my house every mo
