Rei zones in and out as the human's chat, odd little tidbits of their conversations of interest to the fae, while most of it more or less he's heard before. He reads quickly, finishing two books before the old man finally settles int to sleep. He casts a glance at Alessandro before shuffling off to grab another tome. Seeing no objection, he settles down to read. Time passes, pages flip, and eventually Rei has gone through over a half a dozen books by the time there is a break in the near silence. His hand slides smoothly to his blade, having heard the human approaching but always at the ready. His hand slides back to the pages of the tome as the door opens to reveal a servant woman. When she announces that it is time for dinner Rei swiftly closes the book and wanders over to the shelves, placing it back in it's proper place.

As he returns to the prince's side the smaller male looks up at him, tilting his head curiously. [i]'He apologizes for them? But, he would have no reason to do so, he is not at fault for their actions. . .And does this mean he believes they will do something that will require apology?'[/i] He decides to hold back a response for now, figuring the answers to his silent questions will likely be answered in time. He walks silently behind the young man, keeping a weather eye out for anything suspicious from any of the many people now bustling about. A few people stop to look at him, a few even jumping back when he looks at them despite his permanent look of disinterest and nonthreatening manner. 

When at last they arrive in the hall with his family in it Rei keeps his eyes down respectfully as he can while still keeping an eye on everything. Of all things he's learned about royalty it is that those who serve, need to act like it. He spares a glance at the king and queen when they are not looking, however as they draw close to the head of the table and he looks to the sister, she looks back at him curiously, giving him a look different from all the ones he's received thus far. He shows no response to this, instead trying to take what cues he can from the prince. It is clear to the fae, and indeed, anyone with eyes, that the prince is not thrilled to be with his family at this time. Rei himself can not help his heckles silently rising at the clear near threat in the kings voice from the get go, however he remains calm on the outside, his fingers flexing softly as they always do. 

As he watches the lashes fall back and forth between the two males Rei's curiosity grows, and the answer to his second question is answered. [i]'It is clear the prince anticipated his father acting less than respectable at this encounter'[/i] he muses, his eyes moving slowly over to stare somewhere over the king's shoulder so he can observe the man's face without looking as if he is doing so. At the sudden explosion of anger however the fae visibly tenses, his eyes landing directly on the king. He keeps his hands down, knowing that the motion his hands long to take could land him with them attempting to take his head, however his eyes narrow and he does not look away when the man looks to him. Rather than angering the man he seems confused for an instant before his anger at his son once more takes it's place at the forefront of his mind.

He turns on his heel, following the prince out of the hall. He thinks over the exchange, wondering how the name could be thought shameful, and how the princess seemed to just ignore it all. When at last it seems the prince would hear his words the fae moves up a little closer and says quite plainly, “That man is a horrible father. I grew up with a killer for a father, and I can honestly claim him better than that man.” His head tilts this way and that and he adds on, “I am not use to giving comfort, so forgive me if I am failing, however I thought I should at least pretend to be what you call normal while I am here among you all.” He is careful to avoid anything too damning, not using the word assassin to describe the man who raised him, and avoiding mentioning race. He has no problem discussing such things when alone with the prince, however they are still out in the open and he does not wish to chance it.