"I've been a Gargoyle for about a year and a half," Elisa replies.

She had a good life. She knew that. A mate she loved, she'd helped save the world at least three times, some of the greatest friends anyone could ask for, and she had a place in making the city safe for everyone, human and Gargoyle alike. So why was she so jealous of the possibility of a 'normal' life with Goliath, like her alternate here had.

"What happened to you, Goliath? Puck?"