"Well, it's not a trait that many have with pure Marsadan blood." He tells her.
"Well I'm half Deziman, so there." She countered.
"That would account for the pale skin, if your parent worked in the mine, but not the hair."
"So what would cause it?" Sarah asked, annoyed.
"You're at least half Kena." Sean told her.
"...an' what th'hell does that mean?"
Hans sorta just sat there, not knowing what to do.
After reprimanding the guard who prematurely rang the bell, Jacques went around, looking for the intruder it was rang for anyways. He may be only a small threat, but a threat is still a threat.