Alaxander looked at Kate. "I don't feel or think that I'm attractive." he said honestly. If she wanted full honesty he had never thought about it either. "Mate me?" He echoed in shock. He clearly hadn't even gone down that line of thought at all. "Why are you rarely with a male companion? Do you not have male friends?" He asked. Trying to understand why it would be a rare sight. "I've never courted anyone before. Wouldn't have the faintest idea of where to start. Or where to go after I start." He said with a goofy smile. "You shouldn't be. Any man who tries to make you a trophy needs to be punched." He said. That was his opinion anyways. It might be a bit strong but it is what he felt nonetheless. "What is chattel?" He asked. Looking at her cluelessly. "Whatever it is must be bad because you got a really big frowny face upon saying it." He said. He shrugged a bit. Anything he wanted? He looked surprised for a moment by that. "I don't know...I've never had any of it before." He said. Looking at Kate. "Why don't you order for us?" He asked. He trusted her judgment. He looked at Heidi and then back to Kate. Waiting for her to speak. Taking a sip of the cider so fast it burnt his tongue. "Yipe! That burned." He said. He hadn't expected it to be hot. He was thinking warm at best. It had tasted really good that way too though.<br/><br/>He spoke so fast and asked so many questions Kate could barely keep up.. she looked at him and replied..her expression went from happy to worried once he burned his tongue. "Stick out tounge let me see it."