"Well..." He chews on his lip, running a hand through his hair as he considers the question. He's had many moments in which he's longed for nothing more than to disappear - from the weight of his own name, from the gossip around town, or from the world in general. He knows becoming an animal fully wouldn't make his life any easier, but that hasn't prevented him from daydreaming about it all the same.

"Selfishly, yes. Mostly as a means of escape." He offers Auryn an uneasy smile. His introversion is difficult to explain to other people; most aren't understanding when one tells them that they've fallen asleep on people just to get them to leave, too exhausted to deal with more socialization.

"It's its own magic," Fabrice says. "And it's no less valid than any other form of magic. I hope people truly haven't been giving you grief for that." He doesn't think it's right or fair for people to judge others based on their skills and abilities; it's what he so disliked about his own aunt. "I'm sorry you grew up where magic was discouraged. That must have been tough."

"I shift, but I also do spellwork," he admits, at last letting his hand fall out of his hair to hang by his side. "I concentrate on healing spells and magic that has to do with animals, but I'm pretty decent with charms, too. Trying to work on improving my self-defense magic," he adds with a self-deprecating smile.

"We very well could be," Fabrice nods, his smile turning genuine. "I do live around these parts. On the same street as my mother, as it turns out." He'll let Auryn make of that what he will; many people have already given him enough grief about it, as is.

"No kidding," he nods. "And it makes people react in terrible, harmful ways."

"I realize our history is very...interesting," he says. "I didn't realize just how far those interests reached."