Ammon once more pursed his lips at the question. The boy was looking down, but if he looked up he'd see the clear irritation on Ammon's face. Honestly, it was his fault for not laying down ground rules just yet. He was annoyed at the question, but then again, he'd rather squash this idea forming in the boy's mind now then have to deal with it later.
"Technically," Ammon muttered, his hand now fiddling with strands of the man's hair. "And technically not. It's a complicated world, young one. But now that you have seen our world, you'd never be able to join theirs. Any human you tried to contact would be in danger of getting killed. That, or they would shun you. You've been with us, they'd never understand you, they'd throw you in a cage and say you were sick in the mind. They'd kill you out of pity. There is no good outcome with the other humans," Ammon's fingers tightened slightly in Reflet's hair, "know this." He began stroking softly again. Honestly, it didn't truly matter if Reflet escaped - there was both a tracking system and a kill switch in his collar - but Ammon still would rather not go through that headache. Besides, he wanted the boy to rely on him, and only him.
Ammon sighed, looking down on Reflet with fake pity. "Come, stand, I want to show you something." Ammon then moved over to the large wall-to-wall window that had the curtains drawn back, revealing the moon-bathed city nightlife below. The tall skyscrapers of New York stood tall, the glittering lights of Time's Square could be seen just around the corner, and the sounds of traffic and the honking of horns were audible from even here. "You see all this? All creatures lurk in the dark. Vampires, humans, and even other creatures you'd rather not know about. It might seem nice when it's day, but at night, it's slaughter city."
Ammon turned towards him with a cheerful smile, "Any other questions?"
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