Moonspear You can't be too careful anymore

An innocent question prefaced quicker ones; it helped him to decide more about her personality and how it differed from her sisters. A thin smile spread along his face as though his patience were tested by opening such a proverbial can of worms, but it was the way of the world. They only got out what they put in, so to speak.

"I have four sisters, and I love my mother, but don't you think hate is a bit of a strong term," he rattled off smoothly, ever keeping his cards close. Just as well as he opted to boldly test the space between them by closing it a step, leaning in to finish in rougish, hushed tone: "And a wise wolf knows to let a princess to take her pick of questions first lest he get the opportunity to ask at all."