“If someone doesn’t like who I or anyone else chooses to have an intimate relationship with then I’d say it’s their issue. Of course, people are gonna be jackasses wherever you are, but…” he scratched the back of his head. “What’s eating at you exactly Cain?”
“Nothing’s eating at me. It’s just. I was curious. About what you said. And. It just got me thinking,” he frowned. Had to think quick. “I mean. A lot of factors bring a lot of hate, from people. Like. Some people are really weary of Ishvalans, for what happened in the war but, I mean. When it comes to that. Why are people so, you know, against it or, well. I’m not sure, what word I’m looking for.”
“It’s fear, Cain. That’s the word you’re looking for. People fear things they can’t understand…” he explained, smiling warmly at the pale skinned man. If anyone knew that that was the truth, it was Lee. Hell, he was harmless - he wasn’t hurting a fly now was he? Before he even knew a thing about his sexuality, his mother had uttered the same words to him about not being human… and while growing up, Lee had found that that lesson rang true in many situations. “Most’a the time if you show someone that something is harmless, that fear will fade, and ultimately so will their hatred.”
He averted his gaze after that, his eyes turning a little sad. Lee felt as though his mother would be proud of him if she was hearing this conversation right now. It was too bad she wasn’t.
