[Who even talks like that? Jasper takes a moment to locate the speaker, tilting her head upward and squinting skyward. She has to run the words through her head several times in order to make sense of them since she doesn't get all the sea references.
The last part she gets, though, so that's what she focuses on.]
I'm not human.
[She grits her teeth, defiant about this despite every part of her body that tells her otherwise, from way the smells from the bakery down the street cause her empty stomach to protest to the way her heart pounds in her chest with her frustration.
It doesn't matter how she looks or feels. She's a gem. She's not this weak.]
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The last part she gets, though, so that's what she focuses on.]
I'm not human.
[She grits her teeth, defiant about this despite every part of her body that tells her otherwise, from way the smells from the bakery down the street cause her empty stomach to protest to the way her heart pounds in her chest with her frustration.
It doesn't matter how she looks or feels. She's a gem. She's not this weak.]