Adam was a head shorter than his big brother, his hair fluffy like a tufty grass. Perhaps due to puberty, freckles dotted around his nose, and when he smiled, his whole cheek would move along. Today, he was wearing an old vest embroidered with red thread, cinched tightly at the waist with a belt. It was clear that he paid more attention to his appearance compared to his brother. While his clothes weren't exactly high-end, they didn't have a single crease from head to toe.
Adam and Allen exchanged a glance, giving each other a "fire away" look, then Pinkerton coughed, speaking self-righteously, "Uncle Darwin, we discovered a creature in the brick crevice behind the market that we've never seen before."
Adam continued with a solemn expression, "We've checked every page of the insect atlas Dad bought us, and couldn't find any trace of it."
"So we thought perhaps you could... help us figure out what genus and family it belongs to, whether it's an unnamed new species."
