"I'll protect you with my life and do everything in my power to keep you alive." Sable told her. "In return, you have to do as I say -for your protection- and..." He hesitated. "If I can help you get back to your own world, you'll let me come with you."
She looked at him in surprise. “Sable…” she trailed off, deep in thought and consideration. It made sense; he hadn’t done anything to contradict himself. She remembered how he had avoided confrontation, saying I'm not a coward, I'm just a survivor. He didn’t like it in his world—because he was different. She was sure of it now.
An obvious problem remained, however. She would’ve loved to just accept his offer, and leave it at that, but she wasn’t going to lie to him. He deserved to know the truth. “Assuming we were able to find a way back, the transition would be difficult,” she struggled to find the right words. “You would be like me, in this world. The other humans…They probably wouldn’t accept you. Some might even hurt you.”
Sable shook his head. "It'd be difficult, but humans can't sense species as well as we can, I know." He gestured to his wings. "It's a painful process, but these can be removed. And human food shouldn't be as poisonous to us as our food is to you."
She didn’t believe it would be that easy. But, if he was that confident…”Okay…if you’re sure you can handle the transition, you can come with me back to earth.” She took a few steps closer to him, “You’re the boss for now. But when we get to my world, I’ll be. You’ll have a lot to learn.”
Sable nodded. "Come on, we'll go to my place and try to figure out a way to cover up your human scent." He told her. "For now, just stick close to me." He bit into his wrist and used his fingers to gather up some blood. He looked at her. "Lift up your shirt a little and let me put this on your skin. It'll help for now."
She would be glad to be inside a building—it would be much better than her current situation. A small shadowed crevice is hardly the protection she’d want from the…creatures. She hesitated for a second, but nodded and did as she was told. She would have to trust him. He was the only one in this world to help her, and she wouldn’t last a second out in the open streets alone. “You’re sure this will work?”
"If it doesn't, I'll hold up to my promise to protect you with my life." Sable smeared the blood on her stomach and stepped back, cleaning himself up. "It's worth a try, but if anyone gets suspicious of you, they'd probably be able to figure out you're not one of us. Just make sure to stay really close and follow me." With that, he stepped back out into the open.
She wasn’t one of those squeamish, prissy girls…but the thought of being covered in someone else’s blood wasn’t too appealing. She tried her best to ignore it. She didn’t get a chance to mentally prepare herself before stepping out into the street, so it was especially nerve wracking. While hurrying to catch up with Sable and follow him as closely as she could manage, she tried her best to imitate the aura of those who belonged there.
They got some looks, but Sable sent a challenging glare at anyone to show too much interest. His home wasn't that far, and they managed to get there without any problems. Sable opened the door and gestured for Lynn to go in. "Go on."
We made it. She wanted to break down in tears—they had made it! She walked into his house, eternally grateful to be surrounded by walls. “That was terrifying,” she whispered, “I don’t understand how you all manage day to day.” She thought about the worst city she knew of back home, the most dangerous place she could remember, and still—it was nothing compared to this. Looking back to Sable, she let out a shaky sigh. “Thank you. I…don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t found me.”
Sable shook his head, turning on some lights and heading into a sitting room. In their world, they had electricity and running water. But those things were used for pretty basic stuff. They didn't use it for entertainment, except shock weapons used for their amusement on the beasts and on each other.
"When you grow up with this life...you get used to it. If not, you die."
She followed him into the sitting room and stood still, her hands clasped together. “That makes sense,” she said. She didn’t quite know what to do with herself. Back home, everyone always told her she was too quiet, too polite. She was always at the end of the line, holding open doors, waiting to be excused or invited, never interrupting, and never really speaking up. Maybe it was because she spent too much time in her head to be bothered by getting to know people, and getting past the polite-acquaintance stage. She never really knew.
"I'll have to come up with something eventually to cover your scent effectively. In the meantime, you shouldn't leave this house." Sable said, going into the kitchen area, which wasn't separated by the sitting room except by a counter. He got a cup and got some water before takng it to her and offering it to her. "Only sip on it. I want to make sure it's safe for you before you have too much."
She let out a dry laugh, “You don’t have to worry about that…I’m in no hurry to go back out there.” She nodded thankfully as he handed her the cup. “I wonder if your water has the same chemical structure as it does on earth,” she said, more to herself than anything. She took a small sip.
"I wonder how you humans decide who's in charge if we're so scary for our ways." Sable countered, shrugging.
“Where I come from, it’s illegal to kill,” she informed him,” those who do are punished by getting locked up; sometimes they get killed for their crime, as well. So, comparing that to this, your ways are quite scary.” She paused to take another small sip, not tasting any drastic difference from normal water. Then continued, “We have different places that decide in different ways. Some become leaders because of their bloodline, others are chosen by all the people. They vote.”
Sable sighed. "So killing isn't accepted by humans?" He asked. "What about animals? Do humans hunt animals? I mean, I can easily do without killing, but hunting does provide a way of keeping my head clear..."
She nodded, “Yes, they do, but it’s different than you might expect…Do you know what a gun is? Humans use them to shoot deer and other animals. There are specific times you allowed to hunt, and you have to buy a piece of paper for each animal you kill.” She thought it was crazy to think that he didn’t know anything about her world. Simple, everyday things you take for granted… She smiled a bit, thinking of what was normal in this world. Those were simple, everyday things to them.
"Sounds like too much trouble to go through." Sable muttered, his mood getting a little dark to think he'd have to give up hunting. "I only have one bed, so your choices are to share or to sleep on the couch, but I'm not going to start sleeping on the couch."
He seemed upset about the hunting. "It's not as troublesome as it sounds," she said encouragingly. When he commented about how he wasn't going to sleep on the couch, it made her smile. "I'm perfectly fine with the couch," she said, laughing softly. It was interesting, his blunt honesty. "Thank you."