People create distance with any justification, if they want it.

[It's a bit weary, a bit resigned, that. He'd been respected for his name, to be sure -- but hated for the same thing, by many. Kratos does move to pick up his spoon, but stops at the last, giving Yuan a look which is somewhere between tolerant and fond exasperation.]

No. I'm talking about you. I never thought about half-elves until I wondered what drove you to pursue me so intently. After I wondered about you -- I started wondering about others. And I started seeing them, where previously I'd overlooked them.