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“What do you mean?” the other naga asks.
“You haven’t heard what they say about him? Stupid girl. You should pay more attention.”
“He seems to take good care of the human girl. How bad could he be?”
“It is precisely because of her that he is disgusting. What kind of a naga man would want that thing inhabiting the same place as him.”
“I thought all the naga men around here were doing this.”
“Yes, they’re all fucking the humans, but he’s the only one hoarding one in his room all the time.”
I continue to eavesdrop, soaking it all in. I’m so fucking bored that I would listen to them talking about bread all day if I could. But this is much more interesting. I didn’t know that the captain was the only naga keeping a slave in his room.
“Well, I’m sure the Captain has needs. He seems like a very busy man,” the young girl says.
“I don’t care about his fucking needs. He is not a good man.”
Suddenly, something in my chest heats up. I’ve heard enough of this.
“Don’t talk about him like that. He can get you killed, you know,” I say, standing up from the window and crossing my arms.
“Ha! Is that what you think? That he can just walk around here and do whatever he wants? Well, he seems to think so, too. But you’re both wrong.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t speak to me, slave. You’re a disgrace. They never should have let you things in here in the first place. Your kind has been nothing but trouble for us since you’ve arrived.”
“It was your race who decided we could be of use around here. You act like we wanted to be here.”
“Some of you certainly do want to be here, and you’re taking full advantage of it.”
“Verna, maybe we should leave. This conversation isn’t appropriate,” the girl says.
“You’re right, it isn’t appropriate to speak to a human. Grab the rest of our things. Let’s go,” Verna says, turning around and leaving the room.
“I’m sorry,” the girl says to me as she walks around the room, grabbing her supplies.
“Wait, don’t go yet,” I say as she heads for the door.
She turns around and raises an eyebrow at me.
“I um… I’ve been in here so long, and I’ve been wondering… what’s going on out there, in Nagaland?” I ask.
She swallows, looking behind her at the door. The girl turns back to me and shakes her head.
“I shouldn’t say. She’s probably out there listening.”
I nod, not wanting to get the poor girl in trouble. “I understand. Can you at least tell me your name?”
“Nizara, what’s yours?” She offers me a smile.
“Maya.”
“That’s very –”
“Let's go, we have work to do!” Verna calls from the hallway.
Nizara presses her lips together and turns around, leaving without another word. Poor thing.
