Theseus propped his feet up on the chair to his left, sliding down until he was comfortable, letting his arm drape over the back of his chair. "Oh, right, right. All that mumbo jumbo. Must be nice," he looked at the dirt under his fingernails as if that was what they were discussing. "Love, immortality, who can compete with that. Sounds so...romantic." He was teasing her in his tone.