Shara's fingers crossed over her chest, "Ah, a man after my own heart. Food and sex are two of the Universe's way of apologizing to us, or so I have always believed." An academic who liked to eat and try new things, was there a better start than that? Nope. Fae were known for their indulgences of varying sorts, Hobs themselves just preferred the simple ones, and she had never found it in her to be displeased with that tendency.
The title was rattled off in Hindi before it occurred to her that he probably wouldn't speak it, even if it was so very common now. Well. Not here. "It was more of a parable, full or archetypes rather than people." The Fae did so love their archetypes, their grand tales and heroes as much as the humans did, even if their definition of Heroes was very different. "It mostly centered on the value of choice. What they are worth. One doesn't choose when to fall in love, but they can choose when to walk away." And she stayed silent for a moment after, but it was a comfortable silence, caught up in a wistful nostalgia of years past and tales told by the warmth of a roaring fireplace.
Forever was an awful long time. Speaking of which, she needed to send Aishwarya a letter soon, "That is true. Especially when I have a little sister who is still an irresponsible brat running around these parts, so I guess age isn't really an indicator." It had the air of an old argument, her face twisting up in an uncommon scowl at the reminder that she had given herself.