[He glances back to The Sport; it's gone on without him and his betting, and the drunkards at the nearby table have become invested in the happenings on TV rather than Henry and Nott, at least for the time being. The King Of Oversharing over here doesn't mind brutal honesty and, in fact, dishes out some of his own in hopes of consoling her.]
Y'know, I used to think humans weren't so great. I've always wished I could be an animal, or even PART beast! Anything. Still do, if I'm being honest. I grew up neglected by my parents, and so I befriended animals nearby to keep me company. This wolf took care instead of my parents, and she came to the village I lived in to visit me when I was little. But the villagers shot her. She had more arrows stuck in her than a well-stocked quiver! That... I made sure they ALL felt her pain. Intimately.
[His tone remains even and cheery as he traces the pad of his fingertip over the grain of the wooden table. It remains difficult for him to vocalize the feelings he had in that moment, though, so he skips over it with a smile pulling at his lips.]
So I thought people were just like that, see? But I met some people that changed my mind about humans. Sometimes the things they do don't make a lick of sense to me, but they're nothing like the people I grew up around. [He stalls for a moment.] I gueeeeess I'm saying that maybe you just haven't met the kind goblins yet. You're not like the ones clawing for carnage, so there has got to be other goblins like you out there, right?
[Goblins are not humans, but Henry's impression of Nott is clearly a positive one – positive enough that he thinks that a group of people like her wouldn't be so bad at all!]
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Y'know, I used to think humans weren't so great. I've always wished I could be an animal, or even PART beast! Anything. Still do, if I'm being honest. I grew up neglected by my parents, and so I befriended animals nearby to keep me company. This wolf took care instead of my parents, and she came to the village I lived in to visit me when I was little. But the villagers shot her. She had more arrows stuck in her than a well-stocked quiver! That... I made sure they ALL felt her pain. Intimately.
[His tone remains even and cheery as he traces the pad of his fingertip over the grain of the wooden table. It remains difficult for him to vocalize the feelings he had in that moment, though, so he skips over it with a smile pulling at his lips.]
So I thought people were just like that, see? But I met some people that changed my mind about humans. Sometimes the things they do don't make a lick of sense to me, but they're nothing like the people I grew up around. [He stalls for a moment.] I gueeeeess I'm saying that maybe you just haven't met the kind goblins yet. You're not like the ones clawing for carnage, so there has got to be other goblins like you out there, right?
[Goblins are not humans, but Henry's impression of Nott is clearly a positive one – positive enough that he thinks that a group of people like her wouldn't be so bad at all!]