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"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah eyed the bread skeptically. "Alright then." He  wasn't sure how much bigger the bread could get  Does it expand or something? He was about to ask when the tea went off. "Peppermint? That's the stuff that makes your mouth feel cold right? I love that stuff." He replied eagerly as he followed her to the table. Vai's questions, made Sah sigh as he leaned back on his heels. "I've questioned that myself. Why am I an Abandoned? I think it was a toss-up. Either I kept my wolf-like form or I kept my lightning. My best guess is that because my species doesn't exist here, but lightning magic does, that that was the determining factor. My physical form had to change anyway, Abandoned or Attuned, and since my true form wasn't an option even for a shift, I kept my magic." Sah did his best to explain the conclusion he had come to after many nights spent awake and wondering, gesturing as he spoke. "That and..." His voice grew quiet one more, his hands falling to his sides. "Your gods didn't intentionally bring me here. The portal did out of random chance. I guess your gods didn't want me here anyway so they Abandoned me when I arrived. Either that or they hated that I was loyal to a god of my world." Sah's hands clenched slightly before he let out a long breath, forcing himself to relax. "At least, that's the best I can come up with. I'd likely ask if I wasn't convinced I'd be cursed or killed just for approaching one of their shrines." Sah listened intently as Vai explained the particulars of human affection. He felt his heart sink slightly as it began to dawn on him that  what he needed and had grown up almost expecting, was something that was so far out of his reach. "I see." He said after a pause, his voice hollow. Sah sat down when prompted, his hands cupping his glass. The warmth was soothing and after a hard swallow, he was able to give a small grin in response. "I try." sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie