Jack of Harts

Some of my best friends are Arnami.  I grew up with them, swimming in the Great Lakes and the Boundary Waters.  Others I met after The War when I traveled out to their space.  They’re pretty much like us in every way that matters.  Sure they’ve got those freaky eyes.  And gills.  Pretty pale skinned too.  They don’t tan very well.  That goes with living most of their life underwater I guess.  But through all those little differences, they’re just as human as any of us.