“I-I’m Bernardette… I’m not really allowed to give you my last name. Ever so sorry.” She then nods. “You’re blue….”
“That’s all right, I-I understand.” he then observes himself, well, looks at his blue hands. “Yes, I am…! Have been all my life so far…”
“It’s quite cool. Don’t worry! I-I like blue. It’s actually my favourite colour.” She looks around. “It’s just that the other person who I met who was blue too happened to be an alien.“ She then pauses and gasps, “Are you an alien, too!?”
"Well for a l-long time I believed I was… well. Suffering some genetic disorder o-or something but… hm.” he gives a small shrug, smiling weakly, and nods. “Y-yeah. I am.”
Jack Maple 