Chapter 49

But then... she'd been talking about showers...dates, heck even sex! Surely fog can't have showers? Do they even have genitalia? How would it...? Why am I thinking about this? "Evelyn, say something." I audibly swallowed, "I-I umm, I need a second to process this if you don't mind." "Go ahead." She concluded, before once again beginning to scratch away at the brick that was now becoming dangerously loose. I couldn't get my head around it, the fact that I'd been speaking to a shadow person for the past two weeks, my mind whirling slightly while trying to process the information. "If you're a shadow..." I eventually got out after twenty minutes of silence, "...Then how on Earth are you scraping at the wall right now?" "It's just a nickname, Evelyn." She explained, "People just call us it because they're dicks about our species. Like your friend Luke that you keep talking about. He's a Marbhán, but everyone calls him a corps