[ She blinks. My race. The words ping around in Clair's head for a little while—of course, there are quite a few refugees that look different, by small measure or large, than herself, but she still finds herself caught off guard by the thought of an entire legion of child-sized people.
Finally, as if it just occurred to her (it did)— ]
Oh! Even so, I must apologize for treating you as a child. Do forgive my rudeness.
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[ She blinks. My race. The words ping around in Clair's head for a little while—of course, there are quite a few refugees that look different, by small measure or large, than herself, but she still finds herself caught off guard by the thought of an entire legion of child-sized people.
Finally, as if it just occurred to her (it did)— ]
Oh! Even so, I must apologize for treating you as a child. Do forgive my rudeness.