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Jon stared as the faun took off his hat, revealing two long, twisting antlers. Martin watched Jon carefully. He was proud of his horns, as any faun would be with long, shiny horns like these. Humans weren't always so kind, however, hence why he kept most of his nonhuman traits hidden beneath clothes or other material. Martin was sure the reveal would be met with scorn or disgust or-
“Are you a cryptid?” Jon asks, still staring in awe.
“What? No, I'm a faun!” Martin says. “First a ghost, and now this, Jon?”
“Are you sure you aren't?”
“What? Yes!”