At her first notion, Seiki chuckled. "Neither do you. Although it's difficult to say how an eight hundred years old should look, I'd never consider you older than twenty five." His voice carried a strange charm, it was calm, but somehow mesmerizing - a little like the hypnotizing speech of a dragon, that catches you unprepared, and gets deep, deep into your core, leaving you speechless in wonder at the magnificence you have just encountered.
Stroking his silken shirt to smoothen it, he took a more comfortable position on the chair, stretched across it, and slightly leaning over the back of the chair. Everything about him appeared to be so casually elegant... Maybe except for his eyes, that were curiously watching Amaria all along. He left her words settle in his mind, thinking about what she said, till he gave her a slight nod. "Yes, there is a lot of prejudice against those that aren't completely... Human. Though, I think it is all cause by envy, and fear. It's quite natural to fear the unknown and misunderstood, and to envy that what possesses a power greater than one's own. And that ends in prejudice and judgmental, discriminating opinions." he shrugged.
"I only consider myself fortunate to be employed in my father's company... Nobody complains if it could result in being fired. My father doesn't tolerate discrimination against anyone and anything." His eyes almost closed as he swiped a long string of his hair behind his left ear, letting it fall down his fingers like a black waterfall, and reveal the slightly pointed tip of his ear - just another sign of his dragon heritage. "And my sisters learned to use those gifts, quite to their luck. I've once been told, from a business partner, that my whole family is truly like dragons, persistent and never eager to give up. I don't know how much about that is true, but I considered it a compliment." The corners of his mouth went up a little, forming a soft smile.
As he put his hand down again, he glanced onto the watch, set under the weepers of his shirt, steel blue, but adorned by a light thread. The steel of the large watch reflected the dim red glow it radiated...
"It's getting quite late," he mused. "Almost midnight already, I wouldn't have thought the time flows by so quickly."