Alix crosses his arms, gazing down at them with an unreadable expression. "Don't mention it." His voice is calm, yet there's a weight to it.
His gaze softens slightly as he tilts his head. "So, what are you two going to do now? Do you know where your tribes are located?"
Liss's head snaps up, her expression suddenly clouding. The question strikes deep, and the joy of freedom is quickly overshadowed by a painful memory.
She lowers her gaze again, her voice barely above a whisper. "We... we don't know. The humans attacked our home. They either kidnapped or killed our people. We were separated from everyone when they took us away."
Nikon's jaw tightens. "That's how we became slaves. The ones they didn't kill, they sold." His fists clench at his sides, a flicker of anger flashing in his usually composed expression.