She snorted and looked up at the celing, letting him talk. It was bullshit, he didn't have to spend his life covering up goddamn wings because you could end up in a bloody goverment lab, or freak all the others around you out. As far as Kindle was concerned, he knew nothing.
Ooooh and he hit a sore point again! This time it was a definite glare. "How much does that damn file tell you?" She demanded. She didn't want every teacher knowing she got her heart broken for being a freakshow.