[If Jill actually had to guess, she'd think it likely has to do with Clive being Mythos, but she has other explanations that she prefers to humour. Some because they warm her heart, and others because they seem to warm Clive's (or his cheeks) when she teases him about them.
Like, for example:]
I told him once that I thought it might have to do with the way his mind was always so open to stories. With the way his eyes lit up, I should like to believe that's the truth of the matter.
[Magic may not be a pretty thing in their world, but at least its blight hasn't stripped the world of fantasy. Even if that, too, sometimes feels darker than starless nights.]
Though I suppose you could always borrow Clive and ask Nektar yourself. Just mind that the children aren't within earshot. They're quite... insistent when it comes to hearing what he has to say.
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Like, for example:]
I told him once that I thought it might have to do with the way his mind was always so open to stories. With the way his eyes lit up, I should like to believe that's the truth of the matter.
[Magic may not be a pretty thing in their world, but at least its blight hasn't stripped the world of fantasy. Even if that, too, sometimes feels darker than starless nights.]
Though I suppose you could always borrow Clive and ask Nektar yourself. Just mind that the children aren't within earshot. They're quite... insistent when it comes to hearing what he has to say.