Hyll stuck close beside Neo, after looking back to Rowan, who smiled in encouragement. The woman wasn't too far behind them, watching over the children with her hawk eyes. The border may be getting stronger, but there were still dangers, and the children were young.

Alvaro landed delicately next to Rowan. A small smile on his face. "Dang, you already have three children so young. How in the world are you going to do it?" He was joking obviously, which was good since he had rarely smiled when he was the only one burdened with the border.

"I mean... I'm 25. Which may not be a lot to you, but it's a good age for mortals. I'd be expected to already be married and have a child by now, if I had been a girl out there," Rowan shrugged, but she was grinning, "And besides - Neo is very mature, and Hyll seems the same way. Nakia is a bundle of energy, but is very sweet and listens." Rowan bumped her shoulders with Alvaro, "So, I guess I'm just going to do my best."

Alvaro's eyes widened, although he was aware of humans and their aging habits. It was still a shock. He had thought Rowan to be much younger. Humans were weird.

"Well," Rowan chuckled, "I am immortal. I suppose that keeps me looking young. My parents wouldn't have done that. I know that they wouldn't have. The twins found who they loved on their own, and got married when they wanted to. They wouldn't have forced anything, but society would have pressured me. Luckily, I'm relatively masculine looking, so I passed at the Knight Manor. Then during the war, it only mattered if you could fight. If people figured out my gender, they didn't say anything." Rowan fell silent, "Sorry, I tend to ramble on a lot, and go off topic. But yes. Out of everything, the children are as sweet as can be. I'm lucky."

Alvaro listened in silence, his eyes flickering between the children up ahead and Rowan. He was a good listener, he always had been, so when Rowan stopped and apologized, he seemed a little shocked.

Rowan huffed, but she was smiling, "I haven't ever been able to talk about this, really. During it all, very few people ever confronted me about my gender, but they all kept it a secret. It's not something we'd talk about, and eventually we were too busy to worry about trivial things. I appreciate that you think I am a good warrior. It was my dream since I was a tiny child,"

Alvaro listened with a smile. He was always smiling when walking through town, since faeries could normally feel a leaders anger, he always had to be extra careful around them. To make sure they wouldn't have to deal with any emotions he accidentally projected on them. Right now though, he was truly happy to be hearing Rowan's story. She must trusted him in order to tell him all this stuff

Rowan grinned, "Well, thank you. I try my best," the silence lasted only a few seconds, "So. How long has this faerie village existed? The trees look ancient." Rowan placed a hand on the bark of a tall and proud tree, and looked up, before letting her hand fall away and move on. "The trees feel sentient, in a way. Not like how Hyll is, but... they've lived their long life, and have seen the rise and fall throughout the centuries."

Alvaro thought for a moment, counting on his fingers. He had been here for the entirety of this village's existence. The thing is, faeries don't often keep track of time, especially years. So it took him a moment to decide. Still looking as if he wasn't sure.