She had the manner of the naturally aged, which marked her as one of those who'd changed with the first wave of returning magic. The newer of her kind, the second and more recent generation, were all cursed with rapid aging; they reached physical maturity far ahead of their emotions and then died only barely having experienced life. That was true for the goblin races anyway; the fae races, on the other hand, the dwarfs and the elves, seemed blessed with retarded aging, even unnatural youth. Chase hoped this boy would remain human and not change at puberty. Here in the secure confines of the airport, he and his grandmother were protected from any overt racism, but the rest of the world was very different.