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What does your kind eat?
*Snaps back to reality*
Sorry—I’m sorry, I spaced out. What did you say?
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What does your kind eat?
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*stares at you, then snaps*
Oi, come back.
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I’m sure it is, you at a point of low and he may have helped you get back to your starting point, but probably wasn’t helpful in pushing you forward.
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I’m not saying he is a bad guy, but he probably isn’t in a spot to stay in friendship mode for a long period at the moment. Anyone can help anyone, but staying in touch and keeping a relationship in any capacity is difficult when one of them can’t be consistent with what they feel.
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I hate to say this, but know this is just my opinion, but I think you got lucky from staying friends with this person.
*the waitress sets down a drink in front of me and I take a big sip*
He probably isn’t in the best spot to have any sort of relationship to understand what is truly right and wrong for himself. That isn’t something you should have in your life.
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Well, I could be wrong then. But still, he shouldn’t be getting upset when he isn’t even of the same kin of the things your people eat.
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Yes.
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That’s even worse for him.
*scoffs*
He probably think he’s some protector too. Right?
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I think so, though I will say that most people don’t like hearing that your kind hunts and kill their kind. So maybe don’t mention that with others.
*smiles*
Though I will say that humans need to understand that they can be prey too. It’s not unnatural for a creature out there that has a taste for human flesh.
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That’s messed up! What right does he have to say what your family can or cannot do?