"He didn't wish to be around humans directly," Xyveris said.  "That was his choice.  His mother hated him.  At a young age she tried to kill him.  Multiple times.  He finally fled and found his father's people to escape it.  His father and I used to enjoy time together before the father was slain.  Religious zealots have existed for untold years, truth be told.  Most religions have merely died out and no traces remain.  So I took him under my care and that's what he asked for."<br/><br/>A shrug of the massive black shoulders as he looked down at her, at the belly, and then stood.  "Anyway, be careful around him.  He's not used to humans at all, and while you are growing into one of us, he is still both male and powerful.  Tread lightly.  When do you wish me to send him?"