"I'm an Anthean though I can't look like my own people ever again." Tommy has his own burdens and his voice isn't as neutral as usual. There's a hint of disgust to it that he can't hide.
Tommy doesn't know but sitting down was better probably than smashing everything. The alien sighs and looks away. "There's a great drought on my planet. I came to Earth for water or help from the humans. I was imprisoned and they died while they kept me from leaving. My planet is nearly uninhabitable now and my people are rare."
Tommy didn't blame humans for his treatment but he did blame them for the death of his family. He couldn't hate, Antheans in general didn't but he held no fondness for general humanity any longer.
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Tommy doesn't know but sitting down was better probably than smashing everything. The alien sighs and looks away. "There's a great drought on my planet. I came to Earth for water or help from the humans. I was imprisoned and they died while they kept me from leaving. My planet is nearly uninhabitable now and my people are rare."
Tommy didn't blame humans for his treatment but he did blame them for the death of his family. He couldn't hate, Antheans in general didn't but he held no fondness for general humanity any longer.