Maxine was feeling uncharacteristically shy at the moment. Tragedies had a way of silencing children as they tried to sort through their feelings. She nodded her head and showed him the picture she was working on quietly.
He was interesting, she decided.
Maxine could tell a cityborn from the people like her because they were from different Reds -- different webs of life. The Red Leto was from was far different than any she had ever seen.