A Lesson in Humans (Horus)

She liked how he patted her head and told her curiosity was ok. It reminded her of how her dad used to reassure her when she was little. At first, she finally thought she'd have a friend who she knew like the back of her hand. Expectantly, she waited for his reply, wondering what he could possibly be.

"I assure you, I am a living thing."

Avian just stared blankly at him, blinking a few times in confusion. She was waiting for some clarification, elaboration, or some sort of explanation to follow. But he didn't say anything after that. It appeared that was all she had to say. The girl had used up all her courage for the day to dare to pry anymore, so she gave in.

"Ah, of course," Avian sighed, "Well, thank you for telling me,"

After that awkward questioning, she looked for a way to switch topics quickly.

"So, what are you doing out here anyways?" she asked hurriedly, eager to get away from the previous topic.

Avian perked up at the word "park".

"Yes! It is a nice place to visit!" she beamed, taking the pale boy by the hand, "Let's go in right now! I know some great trees to climb!"

His hand was cold to the touch, but she expected that. He always had a sickly complexion to him and wore heavy coats, so no wonder he'd be cold. What she wasn't expecting was the...smoothness to his skin. She knew it was good to have soft skin, but his was almost...slick. Her blue eyes wavered on his hand for a moment, before she brushed it off. She just said he had a sickly complexion, so maybe whatever illness he had gave him slipper skin.

But that only made her think of more possibilities. Maybe Yesterday wasn't a ghost, phantom, or Russian. Maybe he was just a guy who was sick. Or a man with fish skin? Avian blinked all the absurd ideas out of her head, telling herself she wouldn't pry about who he was until he was ready to tell her.

"And yeah, I was drawing with this yellow finch," she nodded, "But I think he'd like it better in the park,"

Avian thought something like a handhold would get at least some sort of reaction of him. But still, nothing. But when she led him to the park, she did notice how he looked around at the trees and benches, almost as if he were surveying a new terrain. Avian smiled, knowing she had found something that interested him.

"Yes, it is," she nodded, "I come here whenever I have free time,"

A few more finches flew down from the trees, landing around the girl's feet and making shrill chirping noises. She smiled down at them and watched as they hopped around her.

"The birds like me here too," she shrugged.

After being so curious about Yesterday and even prying at who he really was, Avian realized that he barely knew anything about her either! She probably should have told him more about herself before expecting anything out of him.

"Oh...well, it's my 'special power' I guess you could call it," she shrugged, "Many people on this island have supernatural powers, and mine is birds. They've always followed me and looked out for me,"

Her blue eyes cast down at the birds around her feet and she chuckled.

"Although compared to most people's powers, mine aren't that impressive," she said, "But they do keep good company,"

Avian felt herself smile a little at his comment on her powers. Although the compliment sounded just as hollow and monotonous as everything else he said, she still appreciated it. He was one of only two people that found her powers interesting so far. Well, three if she was counting her mom. To most of the teachers and students on the island, her powers were considered very tame and almost useless, so it was nice to hear someone took interest in them.

"Mhm," she nodded, "I guess it's nice to have birds around to draw all the time,"

"Special powers are normal here, yes?"

"Oh of course!" she nodded before asking carefully, "You...didn't know that? This island has a whole academy for kids and teachers with powers,"