He takes the set, debating on the tea as he listens carefully. So they were at least human? Or human-adjacent, which he hadn't really thought of before. What would count as human-adjacent?

Wait.

"Did you say centaur?" He lifts his gaze, giving her quiet a skeptical expression. "Centaurs aren't real." He knows this much -- he's used them in his writing before.

Then again, he's just now noticing she might be human-adjacent herself given her ears...

Maybe it wasn't as farfetched as it sounded.