Keman smiled. "It's good, seeing people helping people. People don't do that enough."

And maybe that was the silver lining in the great, black Landel's cloud. For the most part, people seemed to be putting aside their differences and letting common decency take over when it was needed most. The humans here gave Keman a lot of hope for the humans back home.

"Oh, magic, I guess," he thought, blinking. "Or maybe an innate ability? I don't know. I can change my shape, you see. So all I have to do is just shift back into my natural form without the injuries, and I'm fine. I can't do that here, though."