Id shrugs, sidestepping more debris as they make their way along. "Long time ago, they were invaders and subjugators. Most of them don't care about or understand mortals. I have met a decent one though."

Rolan will always be Rolan to him, especially after finding his journal entries while searching for a way to save him. Id would never lump him in with those who bore no love for the world or those within it, who saw them as something to use and experiment on for whatever purpose that even served.

"We'd just gotten him back before all this happened." He waves a hand at their surroundings, at their circumstances, at this world in general. "Thought my days'd be quieter after that last battle."