"It's a gift." She sniffs a bit, rubbing at her nose. "It lowers banality, and it helps people, and so many want to just... act like it's something to be afraid of, or angry about.. like, what if trolls were seen by everyone as brutish bullies and told that they can't use their strength because you might break something or hurt someone, and were told to sit in a nice little corner at a freehold where you can't cause trouble?"
As quickly as the upset came on, it's fading already, leaving a bit of melancholy in it's wake - Satyr mood swings be like that.
"Ahhh... I'm sorry. Yeah, I can handle things."