"That would be Conry," Jack introduced.
"Hello," I smiled at Conry.
"It is truly nice to meet you," he nodded.
"You too, I am sure," I agreed.
"So, what is it like?" Said another unfamiliar voice. "The hybrid thing, I mean?"
As I glanced over, I noticed a girl with striking fiery red curly hair sitting a couple of seats away from me. Her eyes were a captivating shade of grey, and there appeared to be a noticeable burn mark covering most of the right side of her face. I wonder what had happened to her.
"Sierra, let's save that for another time," another man said as he came up behind her chair and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Oh Boris, I was only asking what we were all thinking," she shook her head, then looked at me and added. "Sorry."
"That's okay," I assured her. "I'm not real
