Kol and Azriel
"Amren has existed for ten thousand years. We don't have a name for her, because she's been separated from her people for nearly that long, having somehow found her way into our world." Of course, now she was simply High Fae, but that didn't change her age or the fact that she'd given up her powers to the Cauldron to save them all.
He didn't judge his dining companion for how he ate, given how much food Az wanted to suck down now that he found Fae food.
"Nice to meet you, Kol." Az settled down, taking a bite of stew, which warmed his soul. He sighed for a moment. "They seem a bit confused between trying to kill us with hounds and allowing us to fill our stomachs." He paused. "Is that how one would describe drinking blood as a vampire?" The Shadowsinger didn't know, as one who didn't drink blood. "Are you a vampire from the same world as Caroline?"