"A mutual interest in such studies" he simply answered. It was true, Perceval just had, had much longer and a much more personal interest in such matters. He had never even shared his true nature with her father. Oh he was sure the man suspected and probably even knew, but such matters were better not brought to light. "As I said before there is a kernel of truth in most myths ones just has to look for it."<br/><br/>Lies came easy to a being that had an ages long existence to perfect such techniques. Not to mention much like he had referred to myths it went better when a few partial truths were woven in. He once more moved and sat on the foot of her bed "and you Noelle, you seem to jump between confusion, desire, and horror. So surely you can understand multi faceted situations."