"What's Coffee?" he asked sniffing the coffee pot and wrinkling his nose. "Uhh, Tea's fine.  and I'm afraid the tail is permanent unless I'm powerless. I can't do ears, though. how about horns?" He half joked.<br/><br/>As Helkior took his first bite of bacon (literally. I mean, there wasn't a way to cook bacon 3000 years ago.) He let out a gasp of pleasure. "How did I live without this?" he said out loud, completely forgetting for the moment that saying that gave away even more that he wasn't from this era. As he finished eating, he thought on everything Bre had done for him without even knowing who he was. he sighed, depressed all of a sudden.<br/><br/>"Umm... Bre? What would you do if... hypothetically of course, someone was, oh, I don't know... viewed as evil by everyone on the planet?"<br/><br/>He stared at her, a lost and very hurt depressing look in his eyes.