"Excuse me! Miss!" Imogen slowly turned her head to the sound, seeing that the others had done so faster. She felt her small eyes widen with surprise. She knew this boy. She knew, oh very well indeed. He was Gabriel, the failed experiment. He was supposed to have wings, like Akello did. But he struggled too much, and ended up dislodging some of the vertebrae in his back. Even through his baggy t-shirt, she could see the slight crookedness of his back. So, after these past three years, he had come back, but for what?<br/><br/>"Gabriel, you have tasted freedom, and yet you come back here. Why?" she was confused at the hard, almost bitter, tone she used with him. Was it because he could leave and she couldn't? Because he could blend in better than she in the world of humans? What was it that made her so edgy around him?