Wrapping his head around just about anything else in Marrowood came with a steady time, some things easier than others. Rick had decided not to dwell on the how because they clearly were. He still found it puzzling that she'd come from a place with no men at all.
Mostly from the obvious question of how there were any people at all, unless the Amazonians had found a way to populate without men.
He of course kept the conversation more appropriate, because those weren't things he'd ever ask aloud. "Then this must be an even bigger adjustment. Men, mortals, magic." Maybe magic she'd have been more familiar with. "You'd be surprised how many people would probably rather grapple than just talk things over calmly."
Many years as police officer had seem him try and fail to talking down a situation. Rick was usually successful, a real people person, but some folks? There was just no talking to them. "I'm thankful the people here have been using their words. So far."