"...Would you have wanted to die?  If you could?"

"Sometimes."

"Well.  As I said.  ...Do you want to listen to music?"

"That sounds nice."

"I can give you my headphones, which would mean you can't hear anything else as well, or I can just blast it from my phone, which will sound worse but we'll both be able to hear it and talk over it."  He sets down the jacket (carefully!) and fishes his phone out of his jeans pocket.

"...how does that work?"

"If you want an explanation of how the technology actually, hm, exists, I can get that for you, but how it causes there to be music is that I tap some stuff on here, and it either comes out of this - oh, these are still connected, hold on -"  He turns them off, and fiddles until there's a Best of Tchaikovsky playlist coming from the speaker.  "Or you can put these over your ears," he demonstrates, "and I can make the sound come out of them instead."  Headphones back off.

"...no headphones for now."

"You got it."  He repockets the phone such that it sticks out a bit and is liable to keep jamming him in the hip, but the speaker at least won't be muffled by fabric.  Draaaaaaaaag.

It's nice music.

Yay it looks like he picked a good thing for the supernatural entity's ??first introduction to recorded music??.  Yay.  Tchaikovsky, he figured, is good because it's probably not best to overwhelm someone with indie emo or something else modern, but Tchaikovsky is the sort of thing that some people who're into classical music complain is too poppy and broad-appeal, which to Xander Zeal??  He kind of really likes 'Zeal' and will maybe think of himself as that from now on - which to Zeal is another way of saying that the oeuvre is just kinda full of bangers.

"It's impressive that such a little thing can make the music so loud."

"- Is it too loud?  I can turn it down."

"No, it's fine, it's just impressive."

"Oh, yeah.  Technology can do many really impressive things and it's going to be really exciting to show them to you.  - How old are you?"

"I don't know. Sixty or seventy something, I think."

"Wow!"

"...why is that worth wowing about?"

"I think I just expected either an answer that matched with about how old a human who looks like you would be, or one that was older than humans can be.  Because I would expect them to either stay somewhat in sync, or for you to be from somewhere farther back in the lot-of-past that you could be from if you don't age.  ...Do you age very slowly or not at all?"

"I don't age. I've always looked like this. Some fairies are children first, but not my kind."

"What's the oldest fairy you know of?"

"Asking people their ages is not normal fairy small talk so I don't know a lot. I think the Queen is at least ten thousand."

"Woahhhh.  How did you come to exist?"

"The right kind of tree got big enough to have room for me in the trunk."