[He looks her over a moment, then nods as he decides she's not lying. He lets out another sigh, a weary one as he runs his hand through his hair.]

It's something others decided for us, yeah. But it's, like, a pride thing. They can try to use it like something bad all they want, but it's who we are. I'm not ashamed of it.

[It's nice how many times he's gotten to hear that in even the past month. That he and his kind, and apparently in some worlds his whole family, are just special, not freaks of nature. It's one of the reasons he likes this place so much already.]

Thanks though. I don't want to be a dick about it, but you never know how people are going to act. People kind of hate us at home.