"He's an unusual one," Caelvyrn said. "Always has been. He lived by his own rules and kept to himself most of the time."
Rhosyn's brows drew together. "By himself?" She looked faintly puzzled. "That is strange. One of ours living alone for so long isn't common."
Caelvyrn gave her a sideways glance. "And yet here you are alone."
Rhosyn clicked her tongue. "That is different."
"Is it?"
"Yes." Her voice sharpened. "What happened to me was a bad situation. That doesn't change what we are. Our people stay together..." A brief pause. "Usually."
Caelvyrn did not argue further, though the look in his eyes made it clear he could have.
Trafalgar stepped in before the conversation drifted. "Let's not get lost in that. What do you mean when you call him unusual?"
