[He can't argue the first point, letting the silence sit thick between them.

But the rest?

What kind of world did this man live in that this was his absolute? Is he just mad? It's not something Otegine can dwell on too hard right this moment. He can't really even speak up to wanting to keep expectations to the status quo, when he's guilty of the same more often than not.

But his lips still thin as he keeps his eyes towards the ground, thinking over what to say.]

...

Nobody here knows any better, you know.

Nobody assumes you're evil unless you choose to do evil things. Nobody wants anything from you, except for some basic decency. You're surrounded by a lot of people that aren't human. Who cares that you're not one, either?

At least for a little while... why can't you just be "Owen"?