"I see colours. They tell me you are a guide. You can do dark things, too. You are like some of the spirits from Romania. Who are not all bad, like Baba says, there are just more bad than not." Bitsy shrugged. She had been with the Romanian family up until she was four when her parents were killed by bad spirits, but the little girl still did not judge creatures based on their type. Her very presence calmed Orion of any fears he might have because she was so pure.
"I didn't think I was going to be some creature on a pedestal. Hell, my cousin who got here just before us is something crazier than I am. I haven't met him yet, but then I was told we'd be safer here with his presence." Orion was not about to call out his cousin, but the Manticore was something he had never heard of until they were heading to the circus to join.