Page 24 of The Bully Alien

I shake my head.

"I would've thought that your skin would've just known..."

"Does your skin know how to heal?"

"Well, yes, but not like yours does!"

"We're able to control our bodies on a level that Earthlings haven't been able to."

"Do you think one day we could evolve to do that?" she asks.

"How should I know?"

"I don't know."

"That's fair," she says quietly. "How many aliens are there?"

"You mean different human species?" I ask for clarification.

She nods.

"As many as the stars."

"That's not a number," she says dryly.

I snicker.

She narrows her eyes at me. "I really..."

"I told you not to get your hopes up."

"I know but... seeing this... I really want to leave."

"Because of asshole bullies."

"More than that," she mumbles. "You still haven't said why you want to leave so badly."

I say nothing.

Her eyes widen. "Do you have a girlfriend back home? A wife? Kids?"

"No."

"Friends, though."

"Of course."

"You must really miss them."

"I do."

"And your home planet." She pauses. "Do you think you could tell me what Grix... Grix..."

"Grixulara."

"Grixulara?"

I nod. "Not bad."