"It's not so long when you've been alive for over a hundred years. I was born two years after the civil war ended." He said with a shrug.
He couldn’t help the sympathy he felt or the frown that crossed his features. He understood that all too clearly. "Humans killed my dad, witches cursed my family. You're safe here though. No one is allowed to hurt another employee. If you ever have trouble with anyone let me know okay?" He was protective of little things, of the employees here, even of Kennet. He'd give his life to protect them, they were the closest think to family he had left.