"You don't have to lie."  She said, a genuine smile coming to her lips.  Unless he was very talented in deception, it did not seem like he was the sort that was lying to her about who he was either.  He had the manners of a farm boy, kind but perhaps a little improper. When he continued to tell her his story, Asena listened intently, as if there might be clues in the details.<br/><br/>"It's a copy of one my grandmother wears, perhaps not overly valuable to someone else, but the necklace is of considerable worth to me.  I'll inherit hers when she passes someday, but I had always admired it, so she and I decided to commission a piece that would be its equal."  Asena explained.  She took a moment to focus on consuming her food and thinking about what he had told her.  He would not be the first fan raised among humans...In fact, before the war the fae would sometimes exchange their children for human children, as a means of later ransoming the family.<br/><br/>She got the sense this was not some meddlesome thing.  Someone had placed this young man with a human family and kept his lineage from him on purpose.  They were trying to protect him...<br/><br/>Perhaps it was best she left well enough alone then, let him live out his normal life among humans.  It was a nice thought, but she got the feeling that she would not be the first to discover what he was.  Eventually someone else would stumble across him and they would find out the truth as well.<br/><br/>"You've mentioned your father, what of your mother?  Is she back at the farm?"