Every shinki is their own monster, of claws and teeth waiting to burst out. Joscelin is treading on very dangerous territory right now and Ginia knows she's toeing the line as well. He's right. He's right in so many ways, but any confirmation is dangerous and he's too smart for lies.

"What does it really mean to be human? Look at us now. We're dead and we serve gods who can call us as weapons." She scoffs, a little bitterly. "But we still feel, we still hurt, we still laugh and cry and experience all the other emotions humans have. Some of us have magic. I have nanotechnology in my body. You have heightened senses.

"We're similar in some ways, different in others. Not all of us are human anyway. Don't focus on what you are or aren't. Focus on what you do."

This pep talk would, perhaps, be a little more inspiring if she weren't a child.