[Trying to put it into words. Gutting this fish a bit more forcefully than he really needs to, in the process.]
Where I came from... one of the places I traveled, in my real memories, there were animal tribes. Similar, in a way. Part animal, and part human. But even if they looked inhuman, they acted with some kind of humanity.
This was different. At the dance, the things there were- everything bad about people, and everything bad about animals, put together. They were made things. Fast, and strong, and cruel.