As much as either of them could fit in, but he had a feeling she'd stand out more. Even without the wings or horns, she was a magnificent being, and there was something about her that drew the eye. Confidence was like that; enticing and entrancing. Her looks only added to it. And she was smart not to imbue too freely of the spirits. He'd seen too many people use the numbing effect to bury themselves and their problems. It never ended well. She was too smart to fall for that.

The question deserved an answer, and he sorted through the best way to reply. "I have a need, yes, but so far, the temple has seen fit to provide me with... supplements. Much like I'd gather back home. Sachets, of a sort. I'm not certain how long that generosity will last, but I've had centuries to learn to make do with the cravings. I promise you, Lady, you're in no danger in my company, if that thought happened to cross your mind. I can eat and drink minimally, but no. It does not sustain. I suppose it wouldn't be much of a curse if I could find ways around it." The smile he gave her was sad, but he'd known what he was shouldering when he'd agreed to his wife's sacrifice.

But that brought a question to his mind. "What of you, Maleficent? Do you have, ah, requirements for your health? Certain foods? Weather? Needing to be close to nature?" A creature so tied to the ground she walked on certainly had ties to more than just magic.