Neven still didn't understand why the term he had chosen was wrong but simply accepted it as part of the human world. "Very well then Abelia, your information was helpful." Though her poor imitation of his voice was somewhat... grating. He had determined anger would do him little good here, civil disobedience seemed the best way to show his displeasure. Neven filed away her imitation for his own use anyway, turned and left to his room, he had see just what he was going to wear to these strange social events being put on. Particularly the masquerade ball though doubtless he was expected to attend the others as well.