No sooner that he heard Finn's laughter that Arfaron realized that he had breached an etiquette - one that had gotten him in trouble before. Bold questions of other Sidhe in the past were challenges, pure and simple.
So Arfaron did what was often unheard of for the Sidhe to do: he bowed low in apology. "I meant no insult nor challenge, good cousin. As you say, I have come to study, for the humans have become so strange to us. When my father last looked, he saw nothing he could explain nor understand. Actually, he thought he had miscast the spell and was looking onto a realm of chaos. Zipping about in metal boxes, wearing such clothes that seem would not survive a light gentle rain never mind a storm or a fight" Arfaron shook his head. "it seemed almost madness. But I grew fascinated. And then there was the prediction..." He grew a pensive, but shrugged his shoulders as if shrugging off a cloak. "But I will not bore you with my story further. No, I have come to study, to learn all I can about how the world has changed while we stayed beneath our hills and in our groves."