Alexander could clearly hear her stomach growling from where he stood an simply glanced over at her with a brow raised a bit and a grin across his lips. Though when she asked about the<span style="font-style: italic">pebbles</span>in the bottle, he could only roll his eyes a bit. He knew ancient China had pills, but he guessed that this was more of a medieval European level of technology despite the nice fancy orient castle he was staying in. Really? Pebbles? That's what she thought those little white shiny things were? Personally he'd ask if they were oddly shaped pearls.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FFBF">"They're not pebbles,"</span>he'd explain, attempting to stop himself from laughing at the fact she thought they were tiny little rocks. That was probably something he wasn't going to let down in for long time.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"They're tiny little containers, that when swallowed, release melatonin into your stomach. It slows down the heart rate a bit and assists in calming the mind,"</span>he'd say with a small smirk still printed across his lips as he'd walk over to her and gently place a hand on the top of her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FFBF">"We'll have about an hour until the soup is ready, the cauliflower should be ready in about half that time. So, want to go read some books in the library. I'm sure there are some tomes we can read,"</span>He'd suggest, pretty much stating there were books in the library that could teach magic to the people who read them, let alone open them. There were destructive spells and even healing spells, more importantly, even elven magic.