Neven paused at Abelia's question. Could he answer truthfully? Was that in some part against the rules? If they had to take a bride then they would find out anyway right? "[b]I'm from H-[/b]" his response was cut off by Mictlantecuhtli speaking about the masquerade and the.... forced 'dating'. It seemed Blake was complaining for no reason, if he didn't want to go to the masquerade he didn't have to, the only reason to go was if you wanted to and to get your allowance. Neven's interest of course was in attending, perhaps he could have some fun acting as another person, it could be so tiring being perfect. Keeping silent as he currently had no interest in belittling Blake he simply sipped at his tea- and found he was fresh out. Disappointing, and he had no idea if Abeila had simply grabbed the cup of tea from somewhere or made modifications to it because he wasn't paying attention. How unfortunate. Sighing he waited patiently for Mictlantecuhtli to continue.