"Wow. I - hope we live to see it."

"Me too."

"Sorry to bring up a sad thought. I think that's really beautiful. It's just that you have to be really really good, as a faery, to see a million."

"Haven't ruled out a faery afterlife... and maybe it'll get easier to be that good."

"It really might." He's so good.

Wag wag.

He will grab a snack and help some people figure out their certificates, which are complicated because there were four people involved in the interaction.

Cam can then receive these certificates (he has made himself a nice money clip to tuck them all into) in exchange for California rolls.

And eventually the fairies will run out of money and the party will gradually wind down.

Cam makes sure all the dishes are squared away and heads back toward his room.

Auda did not attend the party but observed curiously from the door sometimes.

"Hey. Any of the snacks catch your eye? You do not have to pay me in certificates." He tosses his money clip into his box o' stuff.

"Your world's food is so colorful."

"Presentation! There's plenty of beige glop out there but people like to at least garnish it with something so it'll look more appealing."

Giggle. "I think even rich people don't do that, here."

"No? I've never studied eleventh century cuisine but they don't arrange things prettily or put a sprig of herb on top?"

"I mean I don't know any very rich people but rich people mostly eat the same things as poor people except more meat, I think."

"Huh. What-all do people eat these days?"

"Bread. Milk. Birds and rats and so on, if you can catch them. Vegetables. The fairy food was tastier, all told, and it's not that they'd starve me very often, but I got weaker anyway."

"Starving even infrequently is bad for you and while your previous diet was almost certainly not what I'd call 'nutritious' the faeries' idea of food has not had to sustain a human population for any length of time and they don't have even implicit knowledge of what you need to have in there. In particular milk is a pretty well-rounded food, I don't know if faeries have a way to get it."

"I don't think so. They never gave it to me."

"It's not actually true that you can survive on milk and potatoes alone - uh, potatoes are this thing, which you've now had in various forms," he hands her a mini roasted potato, "but it's close. You don't have potatoes here yet though I think, they're a New World crop. ...heck, I'm going to have to worry about invasive species if anybody drops a, a squash seed or anything..."

"What's that -"

"Squash is a vegetable, I think I gave you a kind of it called zucchini in your meal plan somewhere, it would have been little green disks and I probably would've given it to you a little sour and mixed in with carrots which are bright orange but I don't know if carrots are currently eaten in Germany and bet they aren't orange yet even if they are. If I give out food with viable seeds in it and a seed falls somewhere and sprouts then there's a plant on the wrong continent early and maybe it just dies without incident, I don't know that anyone would notice, but if it happens to grow well in the climate then maybe things get screwy. But I've been giving out food at small scale, so maybe the seeds can't grow because they're not their correct size."

"Oh. Can you make it seedless?"