"I think I'm lucky for a lot of reasons," she points out with a little smile, reaching up to pat Scorpion on his neck as they make their way down the road towards the town growing steadily larger up ahead.
Stephanie grew up during the Depression. She knows intimately how poverty looks, the way it changes your posture, your face, your overall bearing. Watching the people they pass eye her suspiciously, she feels like she understands them in a way Eskel might not expect her to, the way the villagers clearly don't expect her to either.
She's grown used to the way modern people look, with their clean drinking water and their orthodontics, with the glow that comes from abundant food and shelter overhead and more or less reliable access to warm water whenever you want. It's a little jarring to be back in a place where none of that is guaranteed.
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Stephanie grew up during the Depression. She knows intimately how poverty looks, the way it changes your posture, your face, your overall bearing. Watching the people they pass eye her suspiciously, she feels like she understands them in a way Eskel might not expect her to, the way the villagers clearly don't expect her to either.
She's grown used to the way modern people look, with their clean drinking water and their orthodontics, with the glow that comes from abundant food and shelter overhead and more or less reliable access to warm water whenever you want. It's a little jarring to be back in a place where none of that is guaranteed.