"I know just about everything," Nicaise said, concern turning to offense that she would doubt his word. His brow furrowed and his mouth set in its usual frown. "I've been here for over a month. I know what's in that packet, it's an ID card, a map, some money. I know they will make you live at the children's home unless you've got family here to take care of you instead. And I know that it's terrible there."
He knew more; where the grocery store was, how to get a taxi, how to use a cell phone. But these things she might have already known from the world she'd come from. All he could tell was that he was certain she wasn't from Vere. Her clothing, while not that strange by Darrow's standards, was like nothing from his home, and her accent wasn't one he had ever heard, not even from Darrow.
She looked dirty, impoverished, and that was something he knew, too.
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Date: 2017-03-07 01:25 pm (UTC)He knew more; where the grocery store was, how to get a taxi, how to use a cell phone. But these things she might have already known from the world she'd come from. All he could tell was that he was certain she wasn't from Vere. Her clothing, while not that strange by Darrow's standards, was like nothing from his home, and her accent wasn't one he had ever heard, not even from Darrow.
She looked dirty, impoverished, and that was something he knew, too.