Moonbound to a Human
The leather was soft and warm, and it creaked softly under my weight like it was used to people sitting there that had heavy problems.
Asher folded his arms loosely on the desk. His face remained calm and steady as he spoke.
"Alright." his voice was easy, "Fire away."
"Oh, I have questions. Questions stacked upon questions, sir. And they are tied together with panic and duct tape."
I hesitated a moment, before I started with the one that was scraping at my brain like a bad splinter.
"Why does everyone keep calling me human?" I said, leaning forward, bracing my hands on the armrests like I was about to stand up and run, "When you..." I jabbed a finger at him, then gestured to the whole house,