Michael had a hard time of dealing with it at first. His jovial manner had been replaced with one of quiet thought. He worried that his one time friend had turned into a monster. Rogue elves were not allowed into the city. But what if his friend had become one of those most hated ones? Julet had told him that the elf was healing. The cold was being replaced with heat. One night, as he watched the elf staring into a fire at the local bar, she turned her eyes to watch him back. They stared at each other, his blonde eyes, amber with concern...hers grey and lifeless.

Then she spoke.

Spoke of the void that the greenback had mentioned. The Davidian belief of equality. So many things perish in the world, and something else will take their place. Mylenke and Tserak had created a void when they demolished the Elug clan. By Davidian law, she and her cousin were now expected to protect the remaining clans from what ever might take the place in the void.

As she talked, Michael saw her eyes actually flash. She was getting angry again, but it wasn't the anger that made a person dive for cover. She was starting to care again. The ones that harmed her were gone, and now she was obligated to protect, or take up the void and kill the entire race.

"It's a hard choice to make, isn't it?" He gave her a half smile, and deliberately lightened his tone.
She chuffed, and gave a self-depreciating smile back.

"Unbelieviably."