"Yeah, it's pretty bad," Night said, rubbing his ear. "They pieced together what we did to survive and that motherfucker told them Page is a changeling. No matter what happens afterwards, her life is ruined." Night snorted before looking up at him, still wearing the eyepatch, he hadn't taken it off to see his eye yet. "You too; they're calling you a throwback from the ancient times after what you did to that one mare. Though from what Rex told me about why you did it, I can understand your reasons considering all I did," Night said with a louder snort, running his tongue over his fangs. "I don't think we're ever going to go back to our old lives; sweet fuck, I've a massive kill count now, a whatchamacallit name and I've been scarred up," Night turned his head to look at him again. "You know, I'm kinda jealous of you, Wind."