Quinn wanted to let it all out, and he finally had the chance to do so with no consequences to hold him back. He always wanted to talk to the people at the top and ask what they were thinking, why didn't they try to help people like him, and now he could.
"No, I wasn't always a vampire, to answer your question," Quinn replied with a clenched fist.
"Quinn, calm yourself," Leo said, seeing this. "I know you have a lot you want to say, so just tell him. Let it out."
Taking in a deep breath, Quinn calmed down a little and started again.
"My parents died in the war against the Dalki." Quinn said. "I was left on my own with no money. I wasn't even able to afford an ability book which classified me as a level one. Do you know how life is for those low levels? We get treated like trash every day. Picked on and beaten."
"Even those that are only slightly above us, they push their anger and frustrations on those below them."
