I turned my gaze from Imogen, still mystified at the fact that she was alive, she was here and she was okay. I blinked a few time before smiling at what I saw. Akello was smiling, and she was happy. Sure, there was the winged man next to her who I had to admit I would like to slap...but if he made Akello happy then I he couldn't be all bad. I saw the apprehension and anger on the other's faces as they saw her. Confusion flashed across my face. If we had always been deprived of these joys, these missing smiles, then why were they angry that Akello was happy? The question answered itself in my mind. They didn't trust him. They didn't want him to hurt Akello more by breaking her heart. I bit my lip. Turning back to Imogen I asked her with wonderment still in my voice "What are you doing here? How are you even alive?"