A silent 'ah' of understanding. While she knows next to nothing about magic, that sort of scans with her, not all magic is created equal. The rules of her world do not apply to other worlds, just like their rules don't necessarily apply to her's. "Well I am sure there is some political fighting somewhere in my world," she admits with a laugh. "I just try and stay as far away from that mass as possible." Politics, no matter what the world, is gross.

"Most excellent, I had a rather easy reaction to being told there were different worlds." Maybe that lens isn't the best in which to view her world, but it's the only one she's got currently. And just then there was a light knock on the door frame and Paladin stands and turns to view a waitress standing with a loaded tray. "Perfect," Paladin comments, motioning to the table between the two high chairs. "You are an angel, my dear, thank you." The waitress sets the tray down where indicated and gives the Tiefling a lingering sly look before taking her leave.