Back in my day...

Fever stayed quiet as Grandma Manea told them a story of their lineage. When she mentioned Nephelle, the fire marked girl bounced a little bit. She pressed her lips together tightly to keep from making an outburst. All of the talk of Ancestors and Soul Mates was well and good, but Fever had proof of it being real. The Ancestors part, anyway.

Once Manea was done speaking, the bouncing child could barely contain herself. "Grammy, Ancestors are real. They told me so!" The child gestured wildly to the area around them. "They're all over the place. Sometimes they talk a lot. Other times they're really quiet. I wonder if I could find Nephele!" Fucking weirdo. It never dawned on her that others might find her behavior and claims as strange. She was just Fever, doing Fever things.

"Speech"