I know. [ gentle, pitched to soothe. he isn't always great at comfort, but this is something he understands. it's something he'd wanted, when things were harder all the time. just someone he could vent to who would actually know what he was talking about, instead of trying to approach it like he was... like he was a regular, real person. ]

Learning stuff will take a while; longer before it sinks in. Everyone in Union is gonna see you as a person, though. And even when they know what you are, they'll care.

[ because that was the difference for him - when he went to cities before, he was some homeless urchin, causing trouble and stealing away children. a person, just a worthless one. he gladly took that disdain, though, over the looks he imagined receiving if all those people knew what he really was. ]

And— They care, but that doesn't mean they understand. Actually, they really don't. [ he isn't sure how to explain, but it's a warning he feels he has to give; it still catches him off-guard with fury sometimes. ] You're allowed to be angry about that. They'll treat you like a person, but that doesn't mean you can't be mad at them. Gods know I was, for a really long time.