"We're not known for staying put, us Fandom folk," Ezra replied, with just a hint of sugary pleasantness. Utterly sincere, in that weird way that had some sharpness to it. "Not when one of our own is in danger."

Never mind that he didn't really identify himself with the 'Fandom folk' anymore. Or with the group he'd shown up with. But they were more his people than the ones who lived here.