"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."
Shade turns and looks at you. "Just don't sleep on your back. You'll get used to it." He says in what tries and quite miserably fails to be a comforting tone. He looks like someone just killed his best friend or something.