Her gaze takes on a bit of disapproval.  "Why do you do that?  Label yourself like that I mean.  Xy told me about your mother.  And if I've learned anything about humans it's that its their decisions that make all the difference.  I'd assume that carries over for half-humans too.  So you can be a creature of darkness and war... but only if you want to.  Only if you choose to.  And if you want to be something else... then just be it!"<br/><br/>She sighs heavily and looks away from him and the vending stand.  Her eyes travel over the crowds of people that fill the carnival.  The men and women who are running around, thinking the whole thing is just a show.  Each of them has so much possibility, yet so few of them will ever use it.  She knows its hypocritical for her to be saying that, after working for so long at minimum wage and just trying to make due.  But there are so many gifts that exist in each of these people that will never be brought to fruition.