She squirmed a bit under his gaze and turned her attention elsewhere. Her cheeks turned pink at the small, rather odd, compliment. "Wayland. Evangeline Wayland," she said after a moment. "Please, call me Eve. And thank you. That's very kind of you to say."<br/><br/>She bit her lip, wanting to ask so many questions and yet not wanting to be rude. For one, his canines... how strange it was for them to be so long. And his aversion to giving whole answers; definitely a mark of the fey. With a small breath, she pushed then all to the back of her mind and resumed her roll as makeshift hostess. "Is there anything you require? Anything I can get you?" she asked politely.