"This Tangled Web is messing with my mind..." he began, then barked a bit of a laugh. "Okay, fair enough, that one is on me," he admitted running a hand through his curls. "What I meant is I can't figure out your psychic scent. You read as a Queen but also not. What in the Darkness' name are you?"

He wasn't usually this blunt but right now control was a narrow fine line he was walking and he couldn't handle being extra off balance by his own ignorance this way.