"I'd have to agree," he says with a dip of his head, a nod towards her. "Which makes it all the more jarring when you see it come up. Thankfully, the cowards have a lot less power here."

He's had his anger front and center the last few days, which is why he doesn't, can't hide it. The idea of people treating her as less than. As something to be afraid of. And because it's not so close, not so deep, he can pick it up and put it aside and give her a wry smile.

"That's hard. Even if it's special."