( gwenaëlle glances behind herself at that, considering the math of a scenario that she'd never considered before: it makes sense. two half elves make a third half elf, with a quarter from each parent. and then thedas, where two elfblooded humans will have a fucking human, because that's the only damn option, )

I'm familiar with the idea of places where that's true, ( she says, after a pause, leading ness into a room on the second above-deck level, reasonably spacious, plushly carpeted. it occupies a corner, with windows in the two exterior-facing walls, casting bright daylight still across cabinets, and small desk (just a flat surface, really, no drawers to speak of), two low sofas and a table between. it almost seems more a miniature library than a study, the window-less walls lined with glass-fronted cabinets that protect the books within from being rocked out of place by the movement of the water beneath.

a gesture invites ness down to one of the sofas; she crosses to a cabinet as she speaks. )

We've known half-elves to come through the rifts and be elves in full, but I suppose there's no specific reason it shouldn't go the other way. ( self-evidently. )The elfblooded, we're— indistinguishable. Functionally human in every respect, including that of having only human children. If an elfblooded child is raised apart from their elven family, and no one knows otherwise, there's no way to discover it from the child.

( it's the sort of thing it's worth being clear about, especially because, )

Not everyone advertises it when they have the option not to.