"I figured it had to be since you ain't a- a... whatever you call it." He can only mentally catalog so many species at a time and his head is full of intergalactic races far and wide. He can't keep up with the Earth ones too, gosh. "He kinda implied it's somethin' you become, not somethin' you just are."

Which, incidentally, is why he can't judge. Even if he puts his ears down and looks a little bit affronted (only a little bit though), Seth's right. It's not just a matter of being a raccoon or whatever the word people are using today is. It's about being one thing, and then being something else.

He shrugs. "I don't have family, but I figure if I did, there'd be some level of unconditional bullshit attached to it. That's how it goes, right? You care about somebody, so you put up with all the shit they can throw at you and they put up with yours."