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I sighed. "I wouldn't claim this cesspool, I was assigned to the humans here, so keep your voice down." I glance around the ally, but luckily we still seem to be the only two around for now. "You're probably the reason I was put here, if we're being honest." At your next words I almost falter, almost choke, but it's my wings that give it away; feathers ruffling as if fingers had threaded through them. Maybe I hadn't been mistaken earlier. "M-Micah! I'm Micah," I catch the first stutter and clear my throat. "Not Isis.." My cheeks burn and I pull the hood of my sweater up again.