Dru turned her worried eyes from Cryton. “You sound young, because you are.”
Cryton shivered. “How young?”
“You look about the same age as me.”
“Eleven winters?”
“Twelve,” Dru corrected.
“But I don’t sound twelve. I sound…”
Cryton trailed-off. Looking back, Dru found her staring down at their nude body.
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