"You're focusing on the wrong thing!" One in a couple hundred is nothing! One ina couple hundred, isolated from others who know or believe in their existence, is no danger. But that's not even the point!

Gaja puffs out his cheeks and finally stomps his foot before crumpling dramatically to the ground. He flops onto his back and very nearly kicks his legs in a childish tantrum. Then he goes still and huffs a sigh.

"I might die if you don't tell me!"