Scratching at his ear the assassin thinks for a minute before shaking his head. I would rather ride on the outside of the box. Riding Lady would make it more difficult to keep an eye out as I would have to guide her a bit, it would take some of my attention away from my job.” He tilts his head the other way. “If you would not mind, I will simply ride outside unless I am needed in here for some reason.” Falling silent his gaze returns to the window, however he stays in his seat now, tucking the gloves away in his belt as he tries to not slide around. His light frame makes him bounce up over larger than average bumps and he finds the motion quite bothersome.

Once the carriage stops he is the first out. A boy is waiting just inside the castle and without hesitation he strips off the extra covering and hands over both the cape and the gloves. It is a different boy from before and this one does not seem to be as bothered by Rei's presence. [i]'It feels very odd to be waited upon like this. I mean, sometimes those from the council would come over to deliver something or to check and make sure I am still alive but they never acted like servants do. It is an interesting feeling'[/i] Following close behind the prince Rei stretches once they are alone, scratching at his hands and flexing his shoulders. He is not use to the extra weight however he is glad it did not get in the way when he needed to move.

When addressed he pauses mid stretch and looks to the prince. His eyes are drawn to the bare flesh he's seen plenty of but still is mostly a mystery to him. His own flesh is paler, and more scared. Most human skin he sees he is thinking of how to best puncture it so it is interesting to just look at it without seeing the killing spots marked out in him mind's eyes. “I can remain out of sight quite easily in that garden and still be close enough to act should I need to.” Popping his shoulders he lets his arms drop and yawns slightly. When asked the second question his eyes roam over the prince, unsure of how to answer. He has observed that when most women are asked anything less than “Perfect” or “Beautiful” tends to enrage them, however he has never heard a man ask it before so aside from not knowing his own opinion, he's unsure if this is one of those cases where he should say what the other wants to hear over the truth.

However the longer he thinks about it the more he recalls that the prince seems to value honesty so after a long moment he replies with, “You look much as you always do when in that wig. Uncomfortable, unsure, and not yourself. If you are asking if you will look fetching to the eyes of the woman you are meant to see. . .” He tilts his head, blinking slowly as he looks over the male slowly. He gives a faint nod. “From what I have seen when it comes to humans, you would be considered attractive. I personally do not understand the concept when it comes to looks as the closest thing I understand that comes close to attraction is when I becomes curious about something, but you are interesting to me no matter what you are wearing.”

His head rotates around until he spots a mirror. Intent on not embarrassing the prince, as apparently a shabby servant is an embarrassment from what he's seen, Rei slips over and makes sure everything is straight and free of dust and other particles. Licking his finger he rubs away the last faint redness of the blood that had gotten on his cheek and after one last look he turns to the bowel on the table. He doesn't quite get it, but as flowers and other light scents seem to be important he plucks out a petal and uses his magic to create a kind of scent barrier on his skin. It is faint, as there is not much scent to hide as fae do not have much of a scent to begin with, however the light fragrance would be noticeable if one were standing really close. Adding on as an afterthought he says, “I do not know how one feels like an idiot. How does that work? I mean, you are not an idiot, so how does one feel like something you are not?”