A muscle flickered in the profile of Jassyn’s jaw. “There are…certain aspects about the elves I’m not comfortable discussing. Your sire’s…inclinations include that.” Slouching, he added more quietly, “The elven culture disgusts me, and I’m ashamed to be a part of it.” Serenna placed a hand on Jassyn’s arm. He flinched under her touch. The lights disappeared, submerging the rooftop in darkness. “Sorry,” she said, drawing back awkwardly for startling him. “You shouldn’t be ashamed of what you have no control over. I think the world needs more people like you.” As silent as the moons above,
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