Speaking to Iolanta of the Light

Once I referred to myself as "filthy",
and she said, "Why do you say things like that about yourself?"
like I'm not filthy,
like I said it in pursuit of some goal
other than descriptive accuracy.
And I just stared at her.
"Don't you think you're filthy, too?" I wanted to ask,
but then I realized:
she doesn't even know what that means.
So I just stared at her,
and instead I asked, "Who are you?"