I suppose I should have known by his pale skin. Or the way he would only talk to me on Tuesdays; the other days he looked afraid of me.

I should have known by his reluctance to go outside, or the way he was always separated from everyone else, even when in a group.

I certainly couldn’t tell by his affinity for flip-flops. Or his uncanny knack for making me laugh, even when no one else could.

But, as soon as I saw Aktorius’ teeth, I should have known.