(Sorry! Had a sudden move over the weekend and I've just been exhausted. Back now! <3)
She didn't know? Rhysand's brow rose at such a response but he tried not to judge her. You couldn't exactly be picky when you were on the run for your life, after all, and he'd had more than his fair share of dredging life moments. So in response he simply nodded and moved closer.
"Yes," he confirmed. "It's real, edible, poison free, and safe." As if to prove his point he picked up a roll of bread, tore off a piece at random, and popped it into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed as normal before pouring himself a glass of wine and drank that, too. Well, an appropriate sip for someone that was edging around whether or not his new house guest was his daughter from the future.