"Pooka can be one of two things in our world. People who are cursed, or changelings, plain and simple. We only have humans, when it comes to sentient races. Everything else is either born of magic or science, or..." Extinct. That bothers him, for some reason. He shrugs, brushing it off.

"So what's a valkyrie do? There are stories of valkyries in our world, but they're old and badly translated. I don't think you're the same thing."