"I can tell you prettymuch anything that humanity has ever called a faerie has been anything but fair. At least not in human terms," he starts to say, catching himself before he starts to cross the line from conversation to lecture. He seriously doubts Karen actually wants him to recite the family field guide's entries on everything remotely Puckish.

"And maybe this place is making you less jaded. You did just ask me about things that should be imaginary. And I'm willingly talking to a member of the press, which is something I'd be way to paranoid to risk at home. At least not without going into a fifteen minute diatribe about giant Chinese salamanders that I have memorized specifically for it's ability to make a reporter lose interest in me as any sort of source. Or, given how well it went over in tenth grade science class, also probably why I didn't date much in high school."