Marcy by then had finished her pizza was was just leaning her elbows on the table, chin in her hand as she listened to him talk about his past. She had seen a special on the History Channel about Woodstock, but it certainly didn't do justice to have a real person right in front of her who had been there.
She let out a small sigh. "I wish it was like that now..." she said, her eyes darkening a little as she looked down. There had been a lot of violence in the news lately against supernaturals and with what had happened to Mercy herself, she wished she had been brought up in a time of tolerance.