his hands clasp behind his back, impersonating the appropriate. ‘—you certainly have a presence. ’ a flicker of a smile edges his lips slightly. ‘ to my knowledge you were all extinct, no? ’
‘ the thing about history is it’s easy to change. put enough pressure and the entire universe either forgets about their existence or they fall into stories. ’ a slight grin spread across his lips. ‘ i can assure you, i am alive, and not dead. ’ a shrug, ‘ well, not yet. ‘