[Once she realizes that he's drawing something, she's leaning in, watching with amazement. Even if it's just a map, anyone with art skills might as well be magicians to her, and there's wonder in her eyes as the continent slowly forms out of the ink.

She's so taken by it, she almost is distracted from his detailed description of his homeland. Her gaze snaps up to his face when he taps on the paper.]

There's so much strife all on the same planet. [Hers, by comparison, was peaceful. One nation under the banner of her royal family. Then again, the Alteans were much more homogenized,] It must be nice though, to see humans and... the monsters here, living in harmony here. Proof that it is possible, I suppose.

[There's a lengthy hesitation before she says "monsters". That's the common colloquial for vampires and merrow and the like, but she didn't prefer to use it.]