Kribulkin Street

Ekkehard Ohtheresson will walk over to Latalla. He'll try to gently grasp either side of her head. "The bar where we all joined up is a human-only joint. Non-humans aren't allowed inside. Even if they were human once. Especially if they were human once; they've forsaken their humanity and become like the rest of the scum in this place. Do you understand?" He's talking slowly, and is being rather patronising. Not least because he's also not human, but is at least pretending to be otherwise for his own purposes.