So, she did want to go out. That wasn't a problem with Prometheus, in fact, he would have been surprised if she said she didn't want to. To him, she seemed like a curious person, as he hadn't missed the excitement in her answer, a human that enjoyed experiencing new things, discovering and seeing exciting places. In a way, she reminded him of Aeolius, his personality was similar to hers, so young and free, wild and wanting to feel the wind on their backs and the sun to their faces.<br/><br/>A small grin forms on his lips at the sudden image of the young winged sky elf that emerged in his mind, saluting at him with a big smile on his face, eyes glittering with mischief as he takes to the sky, before fading into nothingness, slowly merging to become Emory, standing before him, speaking. His memories seemed to be getting clearer every moment he was awake, and while he was grateful for this, he was also so very sad, as each thing, he recalled reminded him that his friends were no longer with him. That everything he'd ever known was gone, and it would never go back to the way it was before, no matter how much he wished and begged for it.<br/><br/>He watches as she gets her food, and sits down in the other chair at the table. He wasn't all that hungry, but as not to be rude, he takes a moment to get his own plate of food, sitting back in his seat and eating a small amount. It wasn't half bad, but it sure wasn't what he was used to, that was true enough. Maybe sometime he would cook for her, show her what genuine FireFox tribe food tasted like...though he wasn't sure she would be able to handle the flavor...or the heat.<br/><br/>Looking over to her when she asks him if he had any particular places that he wanted to go while they were in the woods, he thinks for a moment, before shaking his head.<span style="font-style: italic">"No, not really. There are a couple of places though that I am sure would enjoy seeing. Not many of your kind have been able to lay eyes on the special views here, as magic has a tendency of hiding away from the kinds that have always been pegged for abusing power and everything else around them."</span>He looked at her then immediately, giving her a reassuring look, and bowing his head slightly, a small smile on his lips.<span style="font-style: italic">"Not to say all humans are unkind, there are rare few that seem to be a bit more...in tune. Special."</span><br/><br/>He falls silent, forcing himself to look away. No doubt she thought he sounded like an idiot right then. Why did he have to say something like that? It was childish! Something that Wednesday would say, not he, Prometheus! He inwardly groans, but on the outside keeps a straight face, hiding his embarrassment completely. After a moment though he takes a look over at her, sipping a bit out of his cup, gazing at her from the corner of his eye. It wasn't that she was bad looking, or that she was no fun around...but she was a human, and he barely knew her. Even if something happened to spark between them...it would never work, as she was eventually going to grow older and pass on, while he would stay here, living on forever. He wasn't about to let himself go through that heartache, or anybody else.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Emory...might I ask, do you have anyone close to your heart?"</span>He wanted to know, simply out of curiosity, but he wasn't quite sure if it was a rude thing to ask a human woman. He knew it was perfectly acceptable in his tribe, but he had never had the chance to ask another such a thing...as he'd never had the change to fall in love, or court a female. Prometheus turned a bit so he was looking at her fully, to watch her expressions if she chose to answer the question he asked of her.<span style="font-style: italic">"It is alright if you choose not to answer, I simply asked in a way as such to know you better. If you have anything to ask me...You may ask, though I must let you know I might find it better not to answer certain questions. Though you may feel free to ask me anything."</span>He gives her a warm smile, eyes glittering with a gentle warmth, letting her know that she was okay with him, that he was willing to open up to her.