He listened, his expression blank, until they got to the last question. THEN, he started laughing. It took a minute to get himself back under control, but the amusement was still there. "No, nowhere near, though the stories really didn't want to paint your kind in a noble or sympathetic light. They were vicious, arrogant, repulsive monsters that lived as much off pain and fear as they did flesh. More so, in most cases. They were more like harpies than you two, at least in the human to animal ratio, though how much depended on the culture. All of them had human heads, and feathered wings, but how much other than that was variable, though the ones that did bother to give them human like torso made a point to make them NOT attractive in any way. You two would actually be more catgirl, or catwoman as there is nothing girlish about either of you other than gender, than the traditional sphinx.<br/><br/>And it is not a riddle if it doesn't have an answer, though I DO happen to have the big book of riddles on the storage device, which contains most known riddles and their answer. So if you find a new one, I could pen it in.<br/><br/>But that does present an interesting idea. Though I am unsure of how to get both jobs done and keep two gorgeous, clearly high maintenance women satisfied. Sign of an small ego, no doubt. But tell you what, you two come up with a riddle with an intelligent, legitimate answer, and can present it to me, once a day AFTER we stop for the night. If I get it right, I get to decide if I sleep alone or get to enjoy you two. If I don't, you two do. Though do remember, too much exercise will cause a strain, and reduce performance below optimal standards."