Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
“So, how long have you been on Earth?” asks M’gann and Kaldur doesn’t have time to think of a response before she carries on, “I only got here a couple of weeks ago but my Uncle’s been talking about how cool this planet is for ages and I’ve always wanted to come here.”
“I-” Kaldur starts, “Uh-”
“Ooh! Have you tried ice cream? I’ve heard it’s the best.”
“I’m from Earth.” Kaldur says before M’gann can bond with him any more over their non-existent shared status as extraterrestrials. Her eyes widen and she takes a step back.
“Oh my God I’m so sorry! I didn’t know humans could have gills!”
“No they- I’m not-” M’gann blinks at him in curiosity and Kaldur feels off guard in a way that’s foreign to him. “I’m not human. I’m Atlantean.”
M’gann’s curiosity turns to worry.
“Sorry! Sorry I didn’t mean to assume anything” she stutters, “everything’s just so new here and, well, I’m still learning I guess.” She smiles nervously and Kaldur can’t help but smile back.
“Well, I haven’t been living on the surface for very long either, so if you want we could learn things together?”
M’gann looks relieved and Kaldur is certain that he’s just made a new friend.