"Yeah, that makes sense. Now?"

"Sure."

Nod. "Thank you."

And she drops him off like forty feet away from the fairy circle.

He walks over.

He's there.

"I'm glad you're okay."

"It's no credit to your queen."

"I know. She won't be competent for a very long time."

"She'll get you killed."

"And bring me back. I can live with it. You shouldn't, though. Not good for you, belonging to people you can't trust."

"Go away."

"Cecelia won't come because that wouldn't be obeying you. Can she?"

" - she doesn't need to obey me. She can - is this your Queen meddling -"

"Cecelia will come if you want her. I have no idea if this will be good for her."

"I think it won't."

"Breaking someone's heart isn't the same thing as giving it back to them, you know."

"It's a step."

"You don't know enough about humans to reasonably think that. And you're wrong."

"Go away."

He does not do this.

"She shouldn't come here but if she does I won't - make her leave."

"Can you maybe phrase that differently."

"I'm not going to do it for you, she'll be able to tell the difference."

"You can tell her that the time I had with her was the happiest of my life. And that she's not obligated to obey me about staying away."