01.25: Questions

"Are there more people...like me?" Allora asked after a long while. It was difficult to get the questions in her head out in the open. If he was paying attention, Jamie would notice the constant tapping of her fingers against her knee and the tug at her hair with her other hand. Both were nervous little ticks, signs of anxiety and something worse.

Her brother, the monster that he was, had made her into this nervous young woman before Jamie. "I don't...know what to ask. I've never been outside home without my brother until now." She explained. "I've never even had uh...what are they called? Friends?"