chixie sees the human for the first time / and everything about them is weird / soft skin / round eyes / no horns / no caste marks she squints / head tilted / like she’s trying to tune a broken instrument / “you’re not from around here / are you?” she asks / like it’s obvious they don’t smell like alternia / don’t move like it either / and that’s almost… kind of refreshing

at first she’s cautious / cause who the hell just shows up in outglut without getting eaten / or worse / noticed but the human doesn’t posture / doesn’t sneer / they just listen / really listen / and that throws her off more than any highblood threat ever did so she talks / a little / then a little more / until she’s leaning against a cracked wall / spinning lyrics like thread / and they’re just there / nodding along

she doesn’t trust easy / never has / but the human laughs when she rants / cheers when she rhymes / and somehow that starts to feel safe “you’re weird / but like / the good kind of weird” she says / flicking a bit of ash off her boot “don’t get culled while i’m not looking / okay?” / it’s almost affectionate / in that lowblood / walls-up / heart-guarded kind of way