"You might not know but I do, you are young, even for a human so of course you would not know," Xana retorted, her back still towards him. She didn't want to turn and face him, she was still boiling in anger.
Turning, Xana grabbed her shirt, quickly placing it back on. Hael only wanted her if she wanted to commit, and she was not one to commit, she never had been. When she was younger, when more male pixies had been free they had tried to make her settle down, some by force other by begging, if they would not succeed, what made him think he would.
"That is a human value, for mating to be special, a cultural thing they adopted to help them stay alive. I am not a human and that value will not benefit me, so I will not take it on as a burden," She replied, sitting across the fire from Hael.