Phaedra studied the image, her eyes softening.  Did they ever look like that?   Maybe they did, once Ky had shaken the disease, and they were just beginning to move around in their newfound freedom…<br/><br/>“Protection?  How does it protect you?” She was very curious about it all.  In this shop, she actually felt rather normal, almost mundane, which was a good thing to feel when one was trying to blend in on Earth, but what she had seen so far had piqued her interest.  “Oh, he’s nice.”  She rolled her eyes again.  “Unless you have to live with him.”  She hesitated.  “He’s an amnesiac, so if he talks to you--- maybe please not ask him about his past as it’s a sore point with him.”<br/>