"Yes," Ambriel said with a firm nod. He immediately began to list their shortcomings, obviously upset. "Not only are there demons and shaytan here, the students all indulge in revelry and sinful behaviour. There are parties, and they sound like Sodom and Gomorrah! Students drink and dance and get naked! All the dormitories are co-ed, and I believe the girl next to me sometimes has a boy over to fornicate. And then, there are those who do not believe in God! Everybody here is..."
Dejected, Ambriel let his head down. He had thought he would fit in here, that he could learn and grow and stretch his wings, but instead, everything here was odd. The monastery had been lonely, but it had been safe. Nobody here seemed to agree with him.
He looked up, his blue eyes finding Ms. Edouard's. "Why am I even here? There is no place for me. I do not fit!"