"I suppose it might be," Jae said, a smile curling at the corner of her mouth, "I think some bravery meant getting on the plane, instead of finding a way to avoid it." She could have as well. The journey there involved some coordination to stop her from gobbling people, and those that surrounded her were all a supernatural race of one sort or the other. Ones that wouldn't make her so lustful for feeding.
He was from Ireland. Another clue. From Ireland and attuned to music. She would remember that for later. "I want to be here because I need to be," she admitted, "it has been bad for quite some time. My . . . tastes make it difficult for me to be around humans. I also am not too accustomed to living around humans. But South Korea's population increases. They are a very dense, homogenous people. I would rather live in my homeland than have to runaway until there is no where left to hide." Hiding in plain side was much easier.