t took more than a week for Alpha Walker to remove the fabric from the mirror, and when I finally caught sight of myself I was grateful to him for keeping it covered for so long.
I was shocked by my appearance, and by the fact he really seemed to think I was beautiful even though I looked like I had been close to death for the entire time I was hidden in the Crimson-Eye Packhouse.
He thought my eyes looked like beautiful emeralds, but he had failed to mention the fact that they were ringed with dark grey circles, or that I looked unhealthily frail.
"No wonder you've been pushing me to eat more," I joked as I turned from the mirror.
I hadn't failed to notice the scar around my neck, but that was not something I was ready to make a joke about.
"I've just been impatient - I was a little
