I asked. He certainly looked better. Color had returned to his face and he was gaining back some weight already.“I’d be better if I could breathe in the salt air through more than this tiny window,” he said. “Finfolk aren’t meant to be kept away from the sea, even ones who aren’t really finfolk anymore.”Once a finfolk knows the salt water, it’s impossible for him or her to leave it for long.“Why can’t you change?” I asked as I sat down on the corner of the mattress, wrapping my arms around myself. I was grateful for the chance to think about something other than my mother.Callum hesitated, then worked his way toward the mattress, steadying himself against the wall as he hopped.“Part of my punishment was that I would lose the ability to swim like I once had,” he said. He gestured toward his leg. “This apparently wasn’t enough for Domnall. He had to take away all chances of my return.”I gulped at the realization that Domnall had cut off Callum’s leg. “But how?
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