Faolan raises his eyebrows, trying to remember whether he had known that or not. He doesn't think he had. Although he supposes it's fair. Lancelot doesn't know how far he's gone in his schooling either for that matter. (And he's not about to say just now either, all things considered.)

"And yet you've made it this far despite that," he says, making a face at the other man in turn. He figures the school thing has something to do with the fae kidnapping as a child, but he's not about to get into that. Not about to have Lancelot explain that, especially not on his birthday of all days.