"Thanks. I'm not horrifically sick anymore, so that probably helps." Even back in the Feywilds, no longer suffering from consumption, she looked thin and a little sickly, more pale than she should have been. Now she actually had weight on her, and an unnatural glow to her skin. "Can't say you look bad either." Not that she ever did. But you know.

Night Sky seemed content to just let her do whatever, laughing softly at her series of questions. "No, he's actually one of the good ones. He used to be a human, a long long time ago, and he's since, uh, moved up to Archfae, protecting a part of the forest of dreams called the Everwood. I'm one of the guardians, and I mostly just hang around and watch for Beastmen that cause trouble." She smiled. "What about you?"