Sythe: When I was young, I was fascinated by human culture. I wanted to get to know everything about our weird hairless neighbours.
Sythe: Even spent a summer living in a human village once, if you can believe it. This was back when the borders were more open, of course. Even just a decade ago, things were a lot friendlier between our kind and theirs.
Sythe: Er… I mean, b-between my kind and theirs! Not… of course you aren’t… Sorry.
Raine: It’s alright, Sythe.
Raine: Honest mistake.
Sythe: Ahem! Anyway… I learned everything I could about humans.
Sythe: That’s not to say I didn’t care about my own culture, mind you! I am a proud wolf, through and through!
Sythe: But there were certain things I admired about humans. Freakishly long lives, education… attitudes regarding women. Even my name. Originally, it was the Keidran word for the same tool, but humans couldn’t pronounce it. So I changed it to the human equivalent:
[sythe]
Raine: Uh… Sythe… you know it’s spelled wrong, right?
Sythe: W… what?”
Raine: It normally has a “c” in it. S-c-y-t-h-e.
Sythe: N-no, no it doesn’t! It…
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