The wind howled at the top of the cell tower.
For a moment, Hermes thought Raphael was joking.
He wasn't.
"You're telling me…" Hermes narrowed his eyes, "…you came here inside a comet?"
Raphael spread his hands, palms open, as though that explained everything. "That is what I remember. One instant, there was darkness. The next, fire. Then I was here."
Hermes's brows furrowed. "So you're an alien."
"If that's the word you want to use." Raphael said with a careless shrug. "Yes. From outer space. Though I cannot tell you from where. That part of me is gone."
"Gone?"
"My memories. Of before." His smile was faint, almost mocking himself. "Perhaps that's the cruelest joke. I know I came from elsewhere, but I do not know what elsewhere is. No home. No coordinates. Just the arrival of a stranger in a strange land."
Hermes pressed his lips into a line. "And you just… landed. What, on a random farm?"
