This is certainly different than what she's used to; she usually reads stories like this, not hears them spoken aloud, and she sips at the tea she's been offered politely as she listens. It's very much a fairy-tale, and a... passably romantic one at that, she supposes. She wouldn't really know anything about romance. She's dealt with two men who lost the loves of their lives and coped poorly about it, and she's dealt with Tomerry—and the less said about Tomerry, the better.

"Thank you for the story," she says when it's done, setting her tea down. "It was interesting. I've never heard anything like that where I'm from."