Some of them. [Izzy agrees, knowing that she can't deny the truth, especially not when there really are a number of humans--of people--that are shitty. She won't deny the truth. That doesn't mean that she wouldn't protect them. And it doesn't mean that they all fit into that category, but because they exist it's just been better, in the end, to hide.]

For all the shitty ones there are good ones too. [Simon comes to mind, despite the fact that he is no longer a mundane...though it's not fault of his own.] But there are enough of the first kind that it makes a difference. [Izzy shrugs; this was not where she thought this conversation was going considering she had initially just been going out in search of something good to eat--sampling the food.]

There's good and bad in every race, though. [Izzy shrugs, offering a small smile.] I think that's enough serious discussion about the way things work where I'm from, though. Don't want to dampen the celebration.

[Izzy winks, playfully dismissing the serious tone that the conversation had begun to veer into.]