At last. Sanity. Something that makes sense. He nods, glad for a bit of normalcy, though he didn't understand what half of those words she used were.

"I see. Then- I suppose I am the first partial-Fae you've ever met. I do hope I've made a good impression," deadpans Adarin. "Are you planning to show me off to all of your friends?"

There's a hint of bitterness in that statement, he can't help it. He doesn't like being treated like a show animal.