He exhaled, trying to reconcile the lot of weird feelings he had jumbled up inside, fighting down the tears. He both felt he deserved better because he was a high-blood, because he was so high up that half the people picking on him shouldn't be able to see his flippers and like he was the worst kind of second-class citizen. Maybe that was why two of his quadrant fills were low-bloods and his other one a human. Maybe it was just that only low-bloods could understand because of some kind of ostracism or something complicated he didn't entirely understand.

It was complicated. It was hard, but at least he was sort of starting to feel like someone understood.

"It makes a big difference. Kan wwas nevver alone and nevver left out, she doesn't get howw much it can...fuck wwith a troll's head."