Callisto watched as the fae eat. She wasn't quite sure what she was expecting now... his answer was less than amusing. He was ever the optimist but still seemed to have his feet firmly planted in reality... well... as close to it as this place could allow someone of his kind. She picked up a grape, examining it for a few seconds before laying it on her bottom teeth just in beyond her lips. Delicately, her upper teeth came down on the grape holding it in place as her fingers left the piece of fruit and her lips closed before her teeth slowly compacted the delicious piece.<br/><br/>The grape erupted, it's fine taste being savoured by Callisto. Her eyes rolled slightly before fixing back on La'Cael'Rah.<br/><br/><em>"Poisonous plants... bothersome bees."</em>she offered with a partial huff. Why did she expect more? Her eyes remained fixed on him, the Queen hadn't exactly decided how long she had to entertain the Fae captive. Callisto could have easily returned to earth, spent some time... and come back here when the Queen needed her, but now she was also on glorified babysitting duty.<br/><br/>"Alright Cael... here's the thing. I don't<span class="bbc_u"><em>fae</em></span>bysit very often." she offered fairly honestly, taking a small internal chuckle at the twist of the 'babysit' word.<br/><br/><em>"We're going to play a game. It's called 'The quiet game'. Now... the name... meh... I'm not exactly fussy on it. Thankfully, the creativity in this game is not found in the name, but rather found in the 'consequences' that come from losing the game. Everytime you say a -... everytime you make a sound..."</em>Here, she found herself adjusting the rules slightly. She knew-... she<em>just knew...</em>that the Fae would have a hard time being quiet and if she told him not to say a word, he might find it an interesting task to challenge her by humming, whistling, or making any number of perky sounds.<br/><br/><br/><em>"-... you make a sound, it's a strike against... I find a way to punish you."</em>Perhaps it was a little over-simplified, but if Callisto had to endure his chipper presence, she would certainly have some fun with him. And it would begin by using the one thing she figured he couldn't control against him. She would make his excessive positive attitude the reason for which he would endure her inevitable advances.<br/><br/>Her eyes returned to him, this time widening as though she wanted to spark his fury by already taking the stance that his failure was inevitable. She rested her cheek on the closed palm of her free hand.<br/><br/>(http://miroirdarc.com/xwp/s2/roc/xena_s2_roc_dArc_870.jpg)<br/><br/><em>"I've never fed on a brownie before. But I-... I image you're quite delectable."</em>And with that... she slowly inserted another grape into her mouth.