"How unfortunate it must be that." She would listen to his stories, but sharing her own was the furthest thing from her mind. She was six centuries old. She traveled the continent and made friends with humans. It was not hard to guess how many deaths she had witnessed.

So they could just leave it at that, for now. And focus on far more important things. Like how to braid her hair.

"And yet my answer remains the same. A simple three strand braid is fine. If you care to do something more...dramatic, then I shall not stop you."