"No, it's fine." He smiled warmly, unfazed by the dreary turn their conversation had taken. "You're the first of your kind I've ever met, so technically, I'm the one who started it, right? But you're right. I always like to think our world will come together, someday. I feel like I've read a story about a king who united all our people. Maybe an old myth, or a fairy tale." He shrugged. It gave him a headache to think about it.

"Either way, everyone's always fighting each other, and no one likes anyone but their own group, their own family. So we have no common enemies. Not really. I'd say a common enemy would help, but... I suppose, better the evil you know than the evil you don't, right?"