He didn’t look upon the world in such a black and white manner in which the humans who enjoyed to torment them seemed to. He knew that there were good humans - just like there were mages who would use their powers in the exact way that humans feared them for. That however didn’t make the world an easier place to live. It hurt - to not know who to trust - to fight just to survive. He smiled lightly as he watched Imnah. It was so rare to find someone who hid out in the open like she did. Didn’t she worry about accidentally tipping someone off about her magic? Though he wasn’t aware of what her Gift was at the moment so perhaps it was something simple enough to hide. He could have done the same - if it wasn’t for his little sister who enjoyed setting fire to things by accident. “It may be dangerous...but I don’t think they should suffer...they are murdered because they are seen as ‘unhelpful’. Its horrid... I don’t get how anyone with a conscience can agree with the mindless killing of children...”











