...

[He lets out a sigh and lays down, for once almost looking as old as he feels... or at least his eyes do. He'd told Billy in a less controlled manner... what was the difference if one more knew?]

I'm old Trixie... very old... I... I'm tired of not being able to settle anywhere. To outlive everyone I've ever known... I've been chased off, hated and hunted for more years than I care to count... just for existing in the same area as a town or city.

[He looked away from her and sighed once more.]

I'm not even sure what I want anymore...