“No, we will use the support,” he said, pointing to the wooden contraption. “I understand… but I’m afraid I’m not going to be up to centaur standards of strength,” Lillian said. But if you’re not from here… then how did you come to end up in that field?”
“That’s… complicated,” Lillian said. “Nothing that I couldn’t handle.”
Nesa moved forward and gave Anchius a formal, somewhat awkward hug. You have to leave. “Nor should you have, but you must watch yourself, the others, they will not be so forgiving as I. If he’d been a human, Lillian would have put him as somewhere in his fifties, but she wasn’t quite sure how to read centaur age. The top half looks like a centauride, but the bottom half looks like a monkey,” a large centaur called out. Hopping worlds and showing up inexplicitly in fields. Her human half was slender, toned, Lillian could see hints of abdominal muscles beneath her skin as she moved towards Anchius.
