"Why?... well... it really wasn't a matter of asking myself that at the time. Just sort of happened. But I suppose some part of me let it happen too. So the question is valid."

Silver turned back and smiled, his already too-long fangs now even longer, thinner and sharper.

"I was so very tired of being the one you'd have to protect, the one you'd have to leave behind. I was tired of being Weak to you. And to everyone else. Being an empath stopped being enough for everyone as an adequate way to protect myself. I'll admit... I did bring that on myself. But don't worry. I'm not weak anymore."