"It is. It's absolutely different." She hasn't had very much experience with sarcasm or irony, alas. Or maybe it's to her advantage, because it's making this conversation go a little smoother. She brushes out the frilly skirt of her fairy dress and gives the young man a little nod. "Apology accepted." And now they can get on to the matter of discussing the things that really matter.

"Your seventh arena!" It's not even a question, it's so astonishing. And here is an opportunity to ask a question that's been burning in her mind for days. "How have you done this seven times? Is none of this real? Do we not really die? Oh..." Her words catch as she gives her head a quick shake. "I'm new, yes. And I'm not sure that I understand much of what's happening...."