"Your history is flawed," Star declared easily. And to her eyes it was. How could they call it anything but when they had gone and written out some of the most important players? They had forgotten about the fae because they did not know enough to write them down and their gods only knew how much else had fallen aside unknown because they could not write about what was true. Star really hoped that her own people had not done that. "I don't even know why you have to call them something different than humans." She gestured vaguely when Venus stood up. "You're still a human. If a were or vampire wished, they could turn you and that isn't possible with non-humans." She had spent a lot of time watching. Granted, at that point Venus was well out of the room and Star was mostly talking to herself, but that was nothing new to the fae. She did that quite often.
But when a book was set in front of her Star completely forgot anything else she was talking about and leaned forward. "I've heard about that, in your history classes. It sounded a terrible time." Mortals thought they were leaping forward with all of these things, and they were quite fascinating, but they made her pull faces and look away. Cars were especially going to be a problem because she wanted nothing more than to learn how to drive one and she was sure that would be a problem. "But completely wrong. We left because we didn't want to die off. And we can only come back because of whatever spell your witches performed to open the gates. They let us through accidentally, I'm sure, and the elders probably didn't want it... but they haven't closed them again yet." Star glanced up from the book and grinned. "Really, you're going to have to let me show you what a real glamour can be like." And Star meant better than that spur of the moment snow-scape she had conjured up.