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Looking around the home he was lead into, Cael stayed relatively close to Marshall, fingers touching the wood of the house that had been in the family for generations. "It's very beautiful," Cael commented, eyes going to where Marshall was going around opening windows around them to let the fresh air blow around them. He did appreciate the feeling of the wind slipping through his fingers, as close as to the feeling of flying that he could get while still on the ground. "I don't need to eat or drink," Cael informed him, running a hand through his stark white hair. "I can though, if you'd like or if it would make you more comfortable. My body runs on celestial energy." Offering a polite smile, Cael met Marshall's honey colored eyes. "You're not at a disadvantage, we're probably more equal in knowledge than you realize. What I know of mortals I've only discovered because of watching, not spending significant time with them. It seems you're a rare exception."