Photuris hadn’t sat down, and lingered between Sarah and the door. She obviously didn’t want to be in here, though whether that was out of jealousy for Sarah’s relationship with Ocellus, or fear for what might happen if they stayed together, it was hard to judge. She was a “native” changeling now, which meant she was exceptionally good at keeping her emotions low when they were being read. Unlike Sarah, who could be read like a book whether she wanted it or not. “Doesn’t look like it went that bad. I saw plenty of original changelings out there. Almost as many as bugs like us.”