“Jo, having watched the conversion in silence, her face caught between awe and curiosity, fidgeted when she saw Itsano scrutinising her. “Sorry. I don’t mean to stare. I ain’t met anyone like you before.” “I am something of a rare breed in these parts. My ancestors shared a similar look when they saw your people for the first time. We thought you just as ugly.” Itsano winked to show he took no offense.”
Book:At the Dead of Dusk