Alessandro turned, one leg bent in an L shape with its still damp heel against the grass and close to the thigh of his other leg which still dallied in the cool waters. His arms were lightly rested upon his knees with the hands clasped lightly in between them. Alessandro remained quiet all the while that Rei spoke but there were times where his brows furrowed in what might have been confusion or disbelief and other times they hiked up in surprise or potential concern. There was also a time where it was a clear struggle for the human not to blurt out something but with a small cough behind the back of one hand he kept himself composed and listened to it's climax, one thing that didn't change though was the dancing in his blue eyes. One could perhaps liken it to a fire but such was not a fire that burned or smoldered, this was a fire that hinted at passion and excitement, Alessandro for the most part was a curious person, he hid it well and often due to the fact such things were frowned upon often at court but he had a desire to learn, any new knowledge was, to him, a wonderful thing, better than a massive black horse or heavy golden trinkets any day. 

Alessandro offered the fae a small smile at the last sentence and then rolled on broad shoulder, "Why would I not listen? A person can not learn a thing if all they do is talk and if a person dismisses another often enough they soon forget [b]how[/b] to listen. I do not want to be the kind of man who forgets how to listen." He paused a moment himself then carried on, "Besides you are very interesting. Even if you were not a fae I have the feeling I'd still think that, the best way to understand someone interesting is to have a conversation with them and conversations take two parties." There was another brief pause where Alessandro glanced across at the wild flowers and then to the flower in the man's hat that he had earlier plucked before finally back to Rei's face. "I am not ashamed to say, I'm a little excited at the prospect of real unicorns still out there. Though Father must never find out. I can hear the decree going out now that his daughter must have a unicorn or he it's horn. Some people can't appreciate beauty from a distance, they have to catch it and destroy it." Realising he was rambling about things the fae likely wouldn't understand he cleared his throat and glanced out over the stream.

"You can't hear the flowers? Flowers speak? I remember once reading a tale about trees that spoke and move but when I asked about it people laughed and said they were just stories and it had never happened...The way you descrbe fae...it's not how they are depicted in my home, or anywhere much that I know of. I can imagine the war was hard fought but..." Alessandro shook his head and shrugged, moving to stand up and dry his feet in the grasses beneath them. "Lets not think about that for now, we should probably start heading back soon, Father will likely grow angry again if I miss another lesson on how to sit on a throne properly." There was a note of disdain but a larger note of playfulness in his tone as he pulled back on his woolen socks and shoes and stretched out his warmed muscles.