Not willing to pass up the opportunity to take those constricting boots off Rei pops down next to the prince when he sees him begin pulling his off and start wrestling the footwear off. To golden haired male's comment he murmurs, “I will answer what questions I can. . .” Mimicking the prince he pulls his pant legs up, rolling them so they will not fall down, then sinks his considerably shorter legs into the cool refreshing stream. What the prince says next, while not sounding exactly like a question, still prompts Rei to think and consider how to answer. After only a few seconds of thought he tilts his head slightly, coming up with what is hopefully a satisfactory reply. [i]'I know I can give no real indication as to the village's location, however I can at least tell him a bit about it, and assure him it is on this plane of existence'[/i]

However as he opens him mouth to speak the feeling of warm fingers once more caressing his sensitive ear causes him to pause. His mouth closes softly and his eyes fall to half mast. Not as tense as he was last this occurred he responds quite differently this time. The feeling from it is warm and a bit unsettling, having never had felt such a way before. However the touch is brief and the feeling flees as soon as the prince pulls his hand away. He looks to the young man curiously, his comment giving him even more to think about. Deciding to speak on his comment about the village first he looks back over the water and sighs.

“The fae villages are indeed on this plane. It is how they fell under attack by humans long years ago, and how I was kidnapped. While the lands around them are enchanted to keep humans away, all one needs is one skilled in illusion and enchantment to find your way through the befuddlement spells.” His head tilts to the side, his eyes narrowing slightly as he tries to figure out how best to respond to the prince's comment about he not being real. [i]'I am here, and I know I exist, as well as all those in my village. . .I do not understand how one can touch something and not know that it is real. He has laid hands on me a few times, and I him, and yet he still expresses doubt'[/i] His thoughts take less than a moment to race through his mind and in his next breath after falling silent he continues speaking.

“We exist, out of sight, and for the most part, out of mind. Our lands are rich, drawing from us what they need to stay healthy and fruitful. The village I live in is deep in woods, the thick foliage keeping our diet to meats and vegetables for the most part, the rare fruits in fall from a small stand of fruit bearing trees a few miles away, and berries that grow wild in the surrounding forest.” His head tilts to the other side, turning so he can look at Alessandro. “I am not sure how more to ease you mind of my existence than to be here for you to see and touch. I am sorry if that is not quite enough for you to believe in me or my kind, but it is all I have to offer without betraying them and bringing you to the village with me. . .” His gaze returns to the water, kicking his legs gently as the fish come back, causing them to scatter once more. His feet are well above the stream bed allowing for free movement.