I listen to music.
She leaned back, instantly composed. “But not everyone wants El’s great gift. It hasn’t turned out as badly as I thought.”
“What do you mean?” It came out barely above a whisper. Too soft, I was sure, for any human to hear.
“Because people are good. Just like you, Clay. You’re a good guy. You’ve lived a good life. And just like you, humans aren’t in the habit of accepting charity. They’d rather work for redemption…”
"It’s impossible to watch this and not feel joy. :)