[So Yuan's gotten used to the regular sparring. It's odd, having this level of acceptance; but it's an odd he's gotten used to, after a while.]
[He still prefers Zelos to Nethan, and Nethan to most of the other guards, but no one seems to begrudge him that. And anyone with things to say about him being a half-elf has often been on the receiving end of meaningful stares, or teenaged Chosen scathing rebuke.]
[There are worse places and ways to live.]
[Today, however, Yuan is scowling at Zelos. He's old, but he's hardly aged.]
You're welcome to try telling me that while we're sparring.
[Said with a very carefully obvious tone of jest: as much as he has grown more assured of his place here, it is still not something a half-elf can entirely afford to joke with.]
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[He still prefers Zelos to Nethan, and Nethan to most of the other guards, but no one seems to begrudge him that. And anyone with things to say about him being a half-elf has often been on the receiving end of meaningful stares, or teenaged Chosen scathing rebuke.]
[There are worse places and ways to live.]
[Today, however, Yuan is scowling at Zelos. He's old, but he's hardly aged.]
You're welcome to try telling me that while we're sparring.
[Said with a very carefully obvious tone of jest: as much as he has grown more assured of his place here, it is still not something a half-elf can entirely afford to joke with.]