We sat on the porch quietly, enjoying our first meal. I watched as the sun set, bats began waking up to start their morning of feeding. Made me wonder again if other mystical beasts existed. I had so many questions, but I wasn't sure where to start. I looked to Trevor, who happened to be watching me. He still watched unashamed instead of looking away. It's like he was waiting for something to happen.
"So..." I said softly to break the silence." How are you feeling?" That's all I could muster up.
He looked as if he had forgotten about his arm as he tried to move it a bit. I was shocked by how quickly he was healing.
"It's doing alright, just sore."
Most people would still be hurting. Not just a bit, a lot. Yet I was fully human.
"How is it 'doing alright' already? It hasn't even bee
