Evander chuckled a bit from the face she made when she saw his transformation only to stick his tongue out at her in a playful manner. "You better like the older man, that's the real men." He told her while he slips his arm around her to hold her tight to his form as she began to cling to him as she did. A smile came to him as he laid there and just relaxed, even though he had spent nearly all morning doing this. Still though he could do this for the rest of his life if he had to, as long as it was with her. He was just glad she was content with things and seeing how they got here, he was sure she wasn't interested in some more action. He noticed how silent she had become after she began to rest on him and wondered if it was a good or bad thing.
When she finally spoke, he didn't expect that to be the question she would ask. There wasn't really much of a problem with it, he just didn't think he'd have to answer it so soon. "You do know me. I'm Evander Rose, husband to Lillian Rose. I'm a powerful wizard who was born in the middle of the fourth century." He told her only to turn his gaze onto her as his arm was rubbing up and down along hers. "There isn't really much to know about me." He said like he had just spilled out his entire family history when in truth he knew there was a lot more he could tell her. Considering how old he was, she was asking to be told a lot, enough that can be placed in a book or enough to fill the library.