"He was hurt two nights ago, trying to protect me from a monster. The people on the bulletin board said it was an alien. Are there such things?"

That didn't mitigate his worry much. Morrison had no business walking around town with a broken collar bone. He needed to sit and rest. Perhaps he'd end up at the bookstore.

"Are the staff even human?" he added, allowing his unguarded thoughts to come out his mouth. "I hate them so much."