[ He nods in recognition, though the concept of an isle as small as Britain being lost in the midst of an expansive ocean is quite the alarming thought. He’s never had much love for the place, save for the musicians it produces… and the accent. He quite likes the accent. ]

I see, I supposed I just assumed you must have some other culture to your world… How tragic that there is no Faerie New Orleans for you to have visited.

[ Tragic indeed. He sighs a little, as though mourning her lost opportunity. ]

Are you a fairy then, madame?