[@Song Book]

“[color=goldenrod]Well of course, I wouldn’t dare to intrude on forbidden grounds as I hope the feeling is mutual.[/color]” A slight smile as he turns the spoon in the cup to keep it from going flat, his thoughts running along what to possibly ask? Before he does inquire however he’d reach into his pack to pull out some foil covered treats of his own, a little something called poffertjes as far as he’s come to know them as. Looking over a single one of the powdered buns as he pops one in his mouth, enjoying it fully before sighing as he looks to Ethodi.

“[color=goldenrod]Guess one of my first questions would be do you still live among your people or not?[/color]” Though he may have his sneaking suspicions he didn’t want to assume. “[color=goldenrod]And if you did travel I'm curious what you’ve seen in all that time? I’m a sucker for a good story. If you’d rather not talk about it that’s fine, I could always ask about your culture.[/color]” Chuckling as he sips more of his tea, his gaze side glancing at the naga however it was locked onto her. He was intent on giving her his full attention.