"There must always be a picking order, yes? Those on the top wish to remain and those on the bottom need to squirm or some other such nonsense. Truth be told? This village does not seem to have such a thing. People are simply...people around one another." Which could be better or could be worse- until he has been here long enough to get a good eye on everything that is happening? He cannot say for certain.

"It has been refreshing? For someone to see me and my ears and go 'oh you are an elf' but not...look as though I am something that they scraped off their boot when they say it. Some are even excited? Like I am some exotic, gorgeous thing-" He preens a little, brushing his hair back, smiling sweetly. "Which I know to be true, but still!"