Maybe later she'll meet him, she thinks. It would be interesting to finally meet the man behind the nigh legendary status 13-year-old Dave afforded him. Here in the present it's not that important, and her thoughts pass on with his words.

Also, he's grabbing her hand. She lifts an eyebrow quite pointedly at him, and there aren't any splinters because she kicked the chair and never got to the whole stick sharpening thing she asked Anna to teach her about before she told him Dave was around.

The press to ask about it fades out too when he starts bringing up fictional characters. It sounds absurd, doesn't it? But then she thinks back to the couple she met on her way to the castle, and her eyebrows press down to normal.

"It would explain some things. There was a guy who claimed he had a chimera in his stomach, and a large, purple... young lady, I guess, who identified herself as some sort of shadow being." She shrugs. "My skepticism's a little busted after Sburb."

He makes a good point, though, and she hasn't forgotten the point of this game. "I'll watch out," she promises. "Tell me what those two look like, and I'll be sure to steer clear."