Pop culture was definitely not the place that I should be getting my information in regards to anything supernatural. Some of them portrayed witches in a more natural light, closer to the truth, but more of than not it was some wild thing. Not that it was the fault of humans. They were fascinated by such things - hell, I was fascinated by such things and I knew they existed. I could only imagine my constant desire for more information if I didn't know the truth of things. Even sitting near Erik made me think up a thousand questions now that my brain was no longer distracted by the need for nourishment. Adele had seen to that and quite thoroughly. I had never been an extravagant eater even before all this so it was no wonder I couldn't quite finish off my meal. Also was the fact that Adele had piled the stuff on there like I was a man, no doubt trying to help me gain back some weight. I would heal fine without the constant drain on my magic. The moment I could break this curse would also help since I had the ability to make tonics that could boost healing and natural body health.

Things were so different now than they had ever been in my life. I find myself rather flummoxed as I sit at this expensive table, my care sandwiched between Erik with his protective nature and Adele with her mothering one. Darwin watched with me half-lidded and bored eyes, the usual haughty look that cats seemed to mastery from kittenhood. With a languorous stretch, Darwin then leaps down and pads over to me, leaping up into my lap with a head bop to my forearm before sniffing over the edge of the table at my roast. As much food as he had eaten, this was probably spectacular for him too and I offer a sly glance to make sure Adele isn't watching before slipping him a small piece of the meat, giving a mischievous grin to Erik if he catches me.

I was pretty sure Erik wasn't getting much reading done. Either that or the book was quite intriguing with all that smirking going on. "Well, I'll be your guinea pig anytime then Adele. I'm not much of a chef unless you count peanut butter sandwiches." I give her a sheepish smile. I had always been too involved in my herbs and potions to take much notice in things like cooking. I enjoyed good food but never could master the way to create it myself.

Part of me half expects him to recoil from my teasing statements. They are rather personal questions and remarks, something other people were uncomfortable with, but his nonchalance is a relief. My green eyes glitter as I listen to his reasoning and I nod slowly, with a sort of sad smile. "That seems a rather sad way to be," I answer quietly, but Adele finishes off with her statement and wink to me. I smirk. "I think that is what everyone says to anyone who hasn't found their soul mate," I point out to Adele with a small chuckle.

Erik's statement makes me throw my head back a little and let out a tinkling laugh. My voice was always lyrical but had been roughened with my time away. Lack of nutrition and a bunch of other things. A bit of food, rest, and cleanliness and I was sounding much better. "Slap the irons on him Adele! I'm pretty sure he can't be a man under there," I tease. "But I suppose he HAD to figure it out with no woman and all," I jest in the direction of Adele, giving a teasing look at Erik. "Seems a it odd that you would do such a normal thing like taxes but I guess supernatural or not, the government must have their dues."

I settle down with a pleased smile on my face but I realize that it is probably time to try and get some leads. Make some head way on stuff since my head is a little clearer, the headache having eased with the bath and food. How much of it was the tender bruise at the base of my skull or lack of food, I had no idea, but I was thankful for what they had given to help me. "Erik.. You wouldn't happen to have any, uh, connections in the supernatural world would you? Preferably a witch or warlock who might be adept at breaking certain spells." Part of me felt like I shouldn't be telling him this, that flight or fight instinct still there, but I thrust it down. Erik hadn't done anything untoward to me and he did not deserve my suspicion.