The head of the house remained silent, showing little disappointment but certainly not much joy either.,He strode in, cast a glance at the child swaddled in cloth. Unlike newborns who cried incessantly from birth, this infant was unnervingly quiet. Under his pale skin, purple veins were visible, making him seem especially fragile.,To say it's body odor isn't quite right either, because what I smell isn't really the scent of smell, but rather the bloody scent emanating from beneath everyone's skin.。