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As Eva listened to Jareth's explanation, she had stopped chewing to absorb every word. She mildly felt like a student infront of a teacher by the way he was explaining things to her.

"Larger magical families..." She repeated to herself, trying to sort through the new information. Placing the fruit down, she thought back to the dream. She maneuvered her feet to move the chair that was to her side closer, so that she could rest her feet ontop of it. She smiled and could hear the slightest tone change in Jareth's voice. Her feet crossed, one over the other and she shrugged and looked back to Jareth.

"It was my Grandmother, Penny. Seems like you were right in questioning her sudden death." From there Eva began to explain her dream, but she was careful to leave out the part when Penny had called him an ass in certain times, but explained everthing else. She left out no other detail, and paused once in a while to remember the conversation fully.

"And her clothes, beautiful. The moon beams seemed to dance off of them, it was almost hypnotic. They were very strange though-" Her eyes studied Jareth's clothes for a moment, then she shrugged. "Okay, well...maybe not so strange for this place." She decided, spreading a hand, gesturing to the house and the outside, to emphasize her words.

"So...seems like it wasn't a complete accident that I came here." Her lips formed a small smile.