( She watches his face, of course, more than a titch confused by his apparently flummoxed reaction, one which only really makes sense to her once he's spoken and she can parse his meaning. Even then, her words come slowly, her brow twisted and her words weighted by some hesitancy still. )

...My apologies. I did not realize immortals had much use for, let alone enjoyment of, recreational sex. Especially when, you know...magic and everything else seems so much more productive than casual sex. You do act like you're enlightened compared to the rest of us, so I hope you can understand where I am coming from.

( She laughs a bit, but the levity doesn't last long in the face of what he's telling her. Even if she had been thinking him about taking up on the offer--and she hasn't said no--anything like desire would've been squelched now by such awfully heavy thoughts. Seeking to comfort him, she sought out his hand again, this time to rest hers on the back of his. )

Again, my apologies. I did not mean to trouble you so. For humans, one of the worst possible things to imagine is being a parent who outlives his children. I would not wish that upon you. Though I don't understand why it would be preferable to you to outlive a human child, than an elven one. I thought you...I suppose that's what's puzzling me most. The way you see us, I'm honestly shocked you could find one desirable enough to lay with one.