The fae said with a huff. "We could talk about human politics and I could tell you about how I hate them. So lets change the subject shall we?" Fracxis could go on for hours about how humans were a waste of space. He had gone on for hours, but it always boiled down to the same base emotions- anger and grief. He was mad that Fate was dead, but he also never truly let go of his grief. For a god like fae he wasn't very good at healing his own wounds.
Fracxis shook his head and changed the subject., "Yeah having no free will would suck for someone who had free will. It's a paradox that I despise. I already know a walking paradox and he's much nicer. He can tell you about things that happened before time. Who knows how long he's been alive, I certainly don't." Fracxis tailed off into a mumble at the end. He wondered how long his uncle Reverse had been alive. Much longer than 13.8 billion years. He saw Fate be created and even then he wasn't a baby.
"A city slicker then? You'd either hate or like my world. It's covered completely by flora, though you can get lost in the woods too. It's just more isolated." Fracxis mentioned causally, then grew slightly interested. "What do you do as a future's trader?"