Katniss shook her head, swallowing down the lump in her throat, "It's ... considered to be a shame, you know. People are such idiots about it - 'you're not human, you have elf blood', 'you're no elf, you look human'. I am ... I am just so used to being hated." She breathes in deeply, regaining control. "Ir abelas. It is an old wound, easily aggravated. I am ... learning that perhaps it is not one that is shared by all Dalish, or all humans. Or all ... anything."

She brushed hair out of her face, turning away so she could gather her quivers and calm herself, "...Yes, much would need to change. As it is - I am proud of my dual-heritage. I want to share it, with humans and with elves. I don't think we can judge each other on the acts of individuals, when there are so many good people on both sides. But, clearly, even I have to learn that lesson."