The weight of purity

"So, to sum it up," I spoke out after taking a sip of the coffee that the house attendants brought just before Claire reached the peak of the backstory of her father. 

"Your parents fell in love with each other, even though the talent of your father, perfectly formidable and respectable in its own right, was nothing on the innate talent of your mother's bloodline," I summed up the part that took Claire about fifteen minutes to properly tell. 

Then, to keep my throat wet and going, I took another sip, allowing the herbal drink to soothe my throat…

Which made me feel like a rat who had just switched from eating straight from a dumpster to one that somehow got a golden ticket to a world-class restaurant. 

And it applied to pretty much everything in this place.