"I'm a sidhe. And Shade is something very different. I wouldn't worry about what he is, cause you'll probably never see another one like him." She frowns. "And cut him some slack, he's had a rough day."
"Meant no offense. This stuff just means very little to me right now..." Nick gets quiet and looks at the floor for a minute. Silence hangs in the air until he looks you in the eyes. His eyes and voice carry an almost iron weight to them. "Is there any to be normal again?"
She shakes her head, looking a little apologetic. "Nope, sorry. Well, wait. There is, but you don't want to do it. You have to let your faerie nature die. You wouldn't remember anything that happened while you were fae." She shakes her head. "Just trust me when I say it's worth hanging onto." She stares out the window, thoughts about a million miles away.