I didn't believe a word of it, of course.
"What?" I said again.
I really was tired.
"So what are you saying?" I tried again. "You're saying I'm a seer?"
"Yes," he said simply.
"A secret seer? That no one knows about?"
"Yes."
"Some unusual kind of seer?" I clarified. "Different from you? Different from that woman you uncollared?"
"Yes," he said, nodding. His voice held some relief, as if this conversation were going better than he'd thought it would. "...Officially, your race doesn't exist to the human authorities. Which frankly makes a lot of things easier. They don't know how to scan for your blood type, or any of your other biological markers. You also appear to age more like a human than the way seers like me normally do..." He indicated up and down my body. "...It's the only reason we've been able to hide you in the human population for as long as we have. That would have been impossible if you were a normal seer. They would've known what you were when you didn't age with the rest of your peers...you'd have been quarantined at once, no matter what the blood tests said."
I just stared at him. I might have blinked again maybe.
"Sarhaciennes are the breed of seer humans know about," he clarified. "Like me. And the woman you saw. Like most seers."
"You're saying there's another species of seer on Earth?" I said. "Not just the seers we know about? One that SCARB hasn't discovered yet? Or any of the other human powers?"
I continued to stare at him, now openly not believing him.
He didn't seem to notice.
"Yes," he said. Pausing, he amended his words. "...Well, no. Not exactly. Even to us Sarks, the first race is officially extinct. But some of them come back..."
"Come back?" I folded my arms tighter. "Come back from where?"
"Allie," he said tiredly. He rubbed his face with a hand, then ran those same fingers through his black hair again. "I'm tired, too." He met my gaze. "And we really don't have the time to get into all of that now. Really, it's better if you don't know too much anyway. I shouldn't be telling you anything...but I didn't want to scare you."
I felt my jaw tighten. Replaying his words, I glanced towards the door. I barely looked, but I saw him notice.
"You're not doing a great job then," I said. "Explaining. Or not scaring me."
"Allie." He met my gaze again. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise you I'm not."
"Then why are you telling me any of this?"