[Now that she mentions it, this may be the harvest. For more than a month something has been growing underfoot, replacing soft earth with beating organs. Some Sleepers have noted that the bits of heart and kidney and lung they've dug up share genetic patterns with others in town, but to Wrench's knowledge they're all still whole. An after-effect of the doppelgangers? He looks at the buffet and wills himself to feel queasy at the thought, but his stomach is a pit and he feels every meal he's ever passed over in his life. He just can't bring himself to care.
And then his attention returns to the woman, and he spares enough thought to find himself curious at the most fluent signing he's seen thus far around Deerington. Maybe that leaves Wrench a little suspicious, but:]
You get used to it. I guess you just arrived? Best thing you can do is put the idea of "impossible" out of your mind.
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And then his attention returns to the woman, and he spares enough thought to find himself curious at the most fluent signing he's seen thus far around Deerington. Maybe that leaves Wrench a little suspicious, but:]
You get used to it. I guess you just arrived? Best thing you can do is put the idea of "impossible" out of your mind.