"Shame, that they're like that here. We're not a naturally antisocial creature in my world. We mingle with humans and always have for my entire existence and, in recent years, we revealed ourselves for what we are. It bothered some, but most of us felt it to be necessary." Erik took another sip of his drink before leaning back. "But yes. they do seem rather hesitant to come out of their holes and clanlike ways. I've seen this behavior before before the middle ages - when the savage feral clans of humans refused to integrate into a more civilized society. They got rather up in arms about it."
He smirked, "Your drinks are on me, mister..." He paused in waiting for Dean to give him a name.