[She certainly would prefer it not to be public knowledge. It is unlikely that she will ever shift unless some sort of utter disaster strikes, so Donnie might have to use his imagination here.

Shu evinces a more troubled expression as he explains how he has met very few of his kind.]

Your race -- the Petram, we call them in my world. There are very few of them remaining. They had a great, ancient civilization once, but they seem to have vanished into the lost mists.

Even I don't know what happened to them.

-- Ah, it's not that they're extinct or anything, it's only... rare.