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Allen followed, though his childish face was set in a firm line. Clark couldn't be that much older than him, why was he being treated like a little child while Clark was leading the group? He pushed his bruised pride aside. It probably didn't help that he wasn't exactly the picture of health either. Still, he kept an eye out for
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Hold up, he thought to himself, my ears don't twitch properly anymore.
He prodded one with his pink fleshy finger, sadly. The lack of a tail had been so traumatic that he hadn't really noticed the ears before. He'd noticed the nose only a little. It was pretty much the same. He had to point it upwards a little and sniff. It worked. So did the mouth. But his ears didn't move unless he played with them. That was terrible. No wonder it was uncommon for these creatures to fight young. It must take so long training their senses. Stubbly little noses, no fangs, pointless ears, strange tail-less balancing acts.
He sighed to himself, remembering to continue listening out for danger, even if his skills were limited in this form. When he looked up, he realised he had no idea where they were. Hopefully Kent knew where he was going though, and even if he didn't, this was the second floor, so they weren't as lost as they could be, right?
"So. You guys all hooman?" he asked, wanting to make conversation. It was so quiet. "Amazing all the stuff here, isn't it? Lights... water....and those beds! Softer than a Bunny's bottom."
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Still, better not to take chances. "Yeah. I mean, what else would you be if you're not human?" Clark asked. He figured that powers and stuff aside, he looked and acted as human as the next guy, so that was close enough.
He wasn't sure what to make about Robin's comments on the lights and beds. They were...okay, he guessed, but he would've given anything to just be back home, back with his parents and back with his friends, and in his own bed. If this was a prison, it seemed to be a pretty nice one (aside from the night stuff), but he just couldn't muster up the same optmism that Robin had.
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