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“They’re referring to Killian,” Caz mutters, already marching down the hill.
“Yeah, I gathered that, but why are they calling him that?”
“Why do you think?”
“So let me get this straight,” I huff, clutching the paper and following him downhill. “Even in another universe, there’s hatred for someone’s skin color?”
Caz side-eyes me before putting his focus ahead. “Unfortunately.”
“So, it’s a universal thing.” I suck my teeth. “Got it.” I glance at him before saying, “I’m glad you’re not hateful on that front.”
“Why would I be?”
“I don’t know.” And I really don’t. I just see this clear-cut white guy, and one like me would assume he has an inkling of racism buried inside him.
“Human is human. And a piece of shit is a piece of shit. If they want to hate someone for the color of their skin, that’s their problem, but I choose not to be a part of it. Makes no sense.”
“No, it doesn’t. In our world, it’s called racism, and it’s a hatred that has killed many people.”
Caz is quiet a moment, taking long strides, making it harder for me to keep up with him. “My mother was a brown woman.”
My brows tilt upward. “Was she?”
“Yes. She had nearly the same skin tone as yours.”
I don’t know why that makes me smile. “So, I remind you of your mom?”
He cuts his eyes at me. “Don’t get carried away.”
I fight a laugh, and I see his mouth twitching, like he wants to laugh too but refuses to do so.
“So, what else should I know about you,Caspian Edgar Harlow?”
“You should know that I don’t like being called by my full name.”
“Clearly. What else?”
“And that it annoys me when people ask me too many questions.”
“That’s not news to me.”
“Didn’t think it would be.”
“Are you always so stubborn, Caspian?”
He stops walking to look me in the eyes, pointing a stern finger at me. “Stop calling me that.”
“What’s wrong with your name? I think it’s a nice name. It’s unique.”
“It’s Caz.”
“Why do Manx, Maeve, and Alora get to call you by your real name?”
“Because I’ve known Manx my whole life and I have a deep respect for him. As for Maeve, she’s my aunt and she partially raised me, so she can call me a stupid asshole and get away with it for all I care. And Alora is…well,Alora. She says and does what she wants regardless of how anyone feels. I’ve only met you, so you don’t get that privilege. You shouldn’t take it personally. My cousins don’t call me by that name either, not unless they want to fuck with me. It’s just Caz, to everyone.”
“It’s weird for someone to hate their own name so much. I mean, if you do, why not just change it?”
“Names cannot be changed in Vakeeli. The name you’re born with is the name you keep. Modifications are acceptable, but changing your name amounts to an insurmountable disrespect.It means there’s shame within you, and people find that a weakness here.”
