"How about, for a minute, you pretend that you believe us. Doesn't it explain so much? How healthy everyone is who is in the frat with him? How unnaturally charming and attractive he is? How all three generations have only ever been photographed at the same age?" Okay, so the charming part wasn't extra-terrestrial, just extra annoying. Avery was frowning, knowing he was being too intense, too defensive, but not really caring. "I believe in science. It's only far-fetched because scientists haven't discovered it yet. And isn't the scientific method to try new approaches? Theory only holds until you find new information? I'm telling you, we did see him fix a broken arm. I'm certain of it. This is the hill I wanna die on." He jabbed his finger on the table to punctuate his point.