I hadn't touched a human for a very long time. We weren't supposed to touch or tamper with them, we were only to observe and protect. I had been human myself once, but it was not me that had brought my race and my planet to these dire straits.
I looked at this tiny thing and made a frightening face at it. I growled, and showed my sharp fangs. It laughed! This tiny fragile being, that I could crush in one hand, laughed at me! In fury, I raised my other hand to hit it. Then it looked straight up at me and smiled. Something that had been long buried under my scales, surfaced. I had not felt compassion, or anything close to affection for a very long time.
There had been deep affection between Brian and I at one one time, when we were both human. Now we were mutants. I was a scaley skinned protector, sworn to save the humans from the acid spitting thing that Brian had become, the enemy of the humans.
Before I could discard this sorry thing, It reached it's arms up for a hug. I didn't know what to do with it. It was only a child, maybe three years old. I held it gently and cradled it in the palm of my scaley hand. I rocked it, and it began to sing in a sweet, childish soprano.
I took it to the the group of humans that had been watching me with the child. Some had weapons trained on me. I put the little human down on the ground in front of the group, and slowly backed away. I was still planning the demise of the humans, but maybe not this one little human. It was not at fault.
I backed away slowly, I didn't know what the humans planned to do. They might think that I had stolen the child. Just then, the little human waved at me. I raised two scaley fingers and bobbed them up and down in a semi wave. It laughed and ran to it's mother, who gathered it up and held it close.