We do our job well. For the most part, no one can complain.
[Generally, people are okay with having them as the police, yes, especially seeing as how they're best equipped to deal with abnormal cases such as that vampire one; however, Brett feels it would be inaccurate to say that they're widely accepted in general.
If they were, dragons wouldn't have to live in fear of being kidnapped and sold. If they were, the dragons that didn't want to be part of the police force wouldn't have to have their identity rewritten to be human in order to live a normal life, even if most of those who chose that option were content.
The captain dreamed of creating a world where it didn't matter if you were a human or a dragon. Brett's torn between supporting him in that—because it's an admirable goal—and feeling, on an intuitive level, that it's a dream that will never come true.]
... No one knows. They simply appear out of the blue. We don't have biological parents like your kind do.
[Oh, one could wax poetic and theorize that they came from God, or some such, but at the end of the day, it's all still up in the air. And he supposes that technically, their master is their "parent" and often seen as such, but it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth to think of the man whom he was born for as anything but a scumbag that he's not sorry about killing.]
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[Generally, people are okay with having them as the police, yes, especially seeing as how they're best equipped to deal with abnormal cases such as that vampire one; however, Brett feels it would be inaccurate to say that they're widely accepted in general.
If they were, dragons wouldn't have to live in fear of being kidnapped and sold. If they were, the dragons that didn't want to be part of the police force wouldn't have to have their identity rewritten to be human in order to live a normal life, even if most of those who chose that option were content.
The captain dreamed of creating a world where it didn't matter if you were a human or a dragon. Brett's torn between supporting him in that—because it's an admirable goal—and feeling, on an intuitive level, that it's a dream that will never come true.]
... No one knows. They simply appear out of the blue. We don't have biological parents like your kind do.
[Oh, one could wax poetic and theorize that they came from God, or some such, but at the end of the day, it's all still up in the air. And he supposes that technically, their master is their "parent" and often seen as such, but it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth to think of the man whom he was born for as anything but a scumbag that he's not sorry about killing.]