“ ………..You…. you can not ask me about anything actually. It’s a uh—- sensitive topic. “
A lie. A simple one too but the best he could come up with right now. She already noticed too much and that was bad. Just like Dib did the first time he bad. Oh dear Tallest he hated it when Humans used to act smarter than they were.
” If you excuse me I am going to cry now. “
"Oh–I’m sorry if I’ve upset you in asking that.“
There were many people that she had met whose lives were made more difficult because of a medical condition, but she never meant any harm in wanting to know about it. In fact, she knew that if he truly wished for it, she could help him.
"I was only asking out of curiosity. I might be able to help.”
Of course they haven’t. Zim barely ever stopped by to chat with someone unless it was important. And with ‘important’ he of course meant complaining to someone about how terrible Humanity is.
“ So now what? “
“I hope you don’t mind me asking about your skin pigmentation.”
She’d seen stranger than the child standing before her, but upon closer examination, she found more questions arising and desired to reveal the answers. Small, frail, green– Fran just had to know.
“Your tongue is abnormal too– would you mind if I performed a sort of physical on you?”
