...In my world, humans hated things other than them, because even getting stung by a bee could transform them into a creature that forgot who it used to be. By the time I arrived here, barely anyone was fully human anymore.

[He looks at those claws, then at his own soft and clawless fingers, then up at Ithaqua again.]

But I still think...there are humans willing to befriend us, even if many will not.