“My scales are burnt. Remember when we were little, and your human skin turned red in the sunlight? When I threw a small rock gently at your arm you glared at me for days.”
“A smaller city called Falcon Claw. I doubt you’d have heard of it.”
She thought for a moment. “No, no mermaids. The closest we had were meif wa and werewolves.”
“No, can’t say I have.”