[He caught that skepticism. He even understood it. But he also seemed almost...delighted by it. There was a certain excitement in his body language, an eagerness to share the wonders of his race. His ancestors had been so far advanced the world he knew couldn't even begin to understand what they'd discovered centuries ago.
But as all good things, their rule had come to an end.] Wiped out. [His expression did darken somewhat at that, but he wasn't nearly as upset by it as he used to be. Afina's betrayal had temporarily cured him of his desire to resurrect his race.] By a bunch of church folk.
[He conveniently omitted the part where he and Helen had effectively destroyed the last survivors.
This is the part where he gets overly dramatic.] As if that weren't insulting enough, they've turned us into a joke. The greatest race ever to have lived, and people think we turn into bats and lurk around in dark alleys.
[And he didn't even want to think about that particular subgroup who thought they should sparkle.]