Genevieve sighed and sat on the bed, "Fae?" She raised an eyebrow and shook her head, "Not much. I thought they were a myth to be honest." She glanced around the room. She was still a little angry at him for him just freaking her out and not telling her why. That was completely unneeded emotional distress. She folded her hands in her lap and wondered why the hell he was talking about the Fae. They were mythical, right? She had heard stories, but couldn't honestly believe they existed. 

(Sorry for shortness. Would just be filled with fillers if I wrote more...xD)