Those were the exact rules she lived by when pretending to be a Human. That a lie of omission wasn't really a lie.

But it was probably easier to pass for Human than a native of this place. The landscape was so terribly confusing. And since no one would tell her half of the things she needed to know, she was always guessing. Except for those rare occasions when she could pool information with Marcel.

And Marcel knew less than she did.

"Some people think we should be even more blatantly marked," she said. "Or kept pent up."