"Trapped is a strong word for it," she counters, her smile a little strained. "I may not be able to return, but this is a choice I made. The how and why is important, but only in the sense that I wasn't cut off without warning." It doesn't make it easier to handle some days, but that's not really important. It's a choice she made and she's going to own up to it from now on. No more hiding from the truth. "If the situation were dire and I certain I needed to return, I'm sure I could find a way back and be welcomed when I did."

Trying to read the expressions and tone of voice of a satyr isn't something Amelia's ever done before, but as they're at a party and everyone has obviously been drinking, she takes his "truth" with a grain of salt. "Discrimination can only be fought when you remain," she says, her lips tugging into a frown. "If you choose to hide, you are no better than those who have done you wrong. Why not stand up for yourselves and earn your place beside them?"