For him it was just- loyalty to his mother. I got that, I tried to respect it for a long time, but-- you know, he can't make the decision for everybody.

( emery'd been happy with his adoptive family; he'd been the miracle child, the son they'd always thought they'd never have. his parents - particularly his mother - had doted on him and he'd felt, and made clear that he felt, it'd be disloyal to go looking for anything else. he'd turned his back on the idea of ever being anything but their son long before fairies got involved in the mix.

blandly wry, a moment later-- )

Then he accidentally enchanted a ballroom full of people and said 'oh, fuck' into a microphone and had to leave Italy or be burned as a witch, I guess we don't always get to choose for ourselves, either.

( it's pretty horrible (because she's not kidding, he might not have lived through that), but be honest: that's also kind of funny. )