Callisto couldn't avoid a warm chuckle at his response. Her palm hovered over the batch of apples and settled on another. Taking a step forward, as though she were at a buffet line, she let her fingers dribble over several grapes, she plucked two green ones, then upon approaching the plate of purple grapes, she grabbed the stem of the bulkiest and most appealing dozen-and-a-half that she could see. She lifted it... glanced around, and picked up a bowl from a stack of them at the end of the table. The apple and grapes laid inside, she began making her way up the 3 stairs to the throne itself.<br/><br/>Somehow... the fae had this contorted amusement factor that Callisto found herself rampantly enticed to exploit.<br/><br/>"Tell me more Cael..." she uttered as she took a seat on the throne. A single leg passed over the right arm rest as she let her shoulder lean to the left casually treating the chair like a minuscule couch. She let her other leg curl inward on the seat of the chair and cradled the bowl of fruit atop it.<br/><br/><em>"-... about how I should kill people."</em>she concluded passing a grape between her lips. She was quick to correct herself realizing just how dangerous it was to leave her original question hanging with an open-ended status.