"I'm glad you haven't been alone," Mary told him. "A little jealous," she added with an amused eyeroll at herself, "but glad."

"I'm done with the prostitution. It's a part of my story and my history and human beings will always keep it there, but for now I turning my back on it. I don't want what I am and the things I desire to hurt us. I can be stronger than their beliefs of me." At least, she hoped she could. "I'll find a real job again though. I want to be useful to the mortals; it's part of what I am, and I've been wallowing in alcoholic misery for too long."