“I dare say that much of the public would recognise your wings. A smaller subset could identify you in the nude, without ever seeing your face,” Evelyn said.
Clara furrowed her brows and held her breath. She was unsure on what to do with that nugget of information. Lost in thought, her eyes glazed over as though no one was home.
Once she came to, she realised Evelyn had been hovering over her while snapping those fingers. Clara must have been out of it for a while to get that level of attention.
“Sorry,” Clara said. “That was a bit much to take in. Why weren’t these videos suppressed?”