Okay, cool. Then. She gets a cab to Everdew, navigates to the Moondrop Springs, and, well.

The obvious thing to do is to dive in?

So (after switching to a bikini) she does.

It feels like the Baleful Bog did, kinda, in that the water is reaching inside her and doing something to her, but the something is very different. The roots that radiate from where Mother Nature kissed her, which were barely felt anymore, are being felt again, growing and spreading further, reaching her hands and feet and eyes and ears and two specific spots in her upper back. For a brief moment, she can glimpse every blade of grass, every fern, every dandelion, every strawberry in the world, but then it's gone and all that she can see is herself.

It's very nice, actually. A bit dream-like? If turning into a ghost was like being pulled out of herself, this is a bit more like she's falling asleep in warm sunlight, dreaming of something new. She sees herself, but also she sees what she could be, with a pair of fairy wings.

She has strong opinions about their color, actually. Shifting shades of emerald green, with a little ornamentation in a purple-maroon. The shape is less important, but still worth paying attention to; she turns them to three sets of long and a little wispy insectoid wings, reminiscent of some kind of windblown butterfly. Then - well, she doesn't feel very fey without some pointy ears, and once she's got the pointy ears she decides that her canines should be just a little pointy, too. Not to vampire levels, and not just the upper set, but both, just a little. She is a little bit of nature, and nature can be (often more than) a little bit sharp.

She rises out of the pool on wings just like she'd imagined, with eyes greener than they were when she went in, beaming a smile that is a teensy bit sharp.

Guess who now has forever~

Is it Yvette? It's probably Yvette. Not that there's, you know, anyone to actually answer the question, since for one she never actually asked it but most importantly she is entirely alone right now.

But hey, you know, she's got wings now, so that's cool.

It is Yvette!

And it is so cool to have wings. What she's going to do next should be obvious. She has a new pair of wings, and they work, so: she going to go flying!

Wheeeeeeeeee!!!

That is within her power!

...well, depending on how high she goes, anyway.

Sorry? Is there a height limit to her wings? She wants to see what it is, if so.

Hmm it's not quite that there's a height limit exactly. She can keep going up. And up. And up. And up... except it's... maybe not up anymore, at one point?

Ohhhhhh. She's hitting the between space, where the neighborhood ends and the nothingness beyond the small bubbles of reality begins. Right, right, that makes sense, she'll go back to her lane. Or, to be more specific, back down to the nearby fairy hub, to do little loops around the trees and building. Wheeee~

"Up" resumes being "up" without fanfare once she's given up on verifying that fact very closely.

Also she seems to have a new sense of some kind? It's most obviously active when she's near someone else but it isn't extremely clear even then.

Hmm? A new sense, based around people? That's weird, she wasn't expecting that. Possibly she should have asked more questions about 'hey, what can fairies do besides fly and live forever?' It's not like she didn't have the time. Oops.

She'll try to spot someone she already knows, preferably another fairy with more experience at being a fairy. Oberon, maybe, if he's available. And then she can ask, uh, what this is, before she starts aiming her new sense at people.

There's Oberon's ex-wife over here.

Eh, she's the one who gave her the fairy seedling, she'll work fine, even if they're not particularly close.

"Hi, Titania!" she says, waving and landing nearby.

"Hello, Yvette! How are you doing? Oh you're a fairy now."

"I am a fairy now! I'm doing well, though there are a few things I'm confused about on being a fairy, would you mind helping me out with it?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"So I seem to have a new sense when it comes to people? What is up with that."

"A new sense?"

"Yeah, there's a new thing I can make out about people when I'm close to them? Do you know what it is?"

"The emotion sense?"

..... That sounds correct now that she puts words to it. There is a general air of... something that tastes like whimsy to Titania in particular. She hadn't been trying to put words to it, because looking seemed rude, but now that it's obviously emotions she's sensing, that level of playfulness and cheer is kind of unmistakable. Not that she has much to compare against, it just feels pretty unmistakable with her sample size of, uh, one. So she might turn out to be wrong about that.

"... Yes! That. Why do I have an emotion sense."

Blink. "Because you're a fairy."

She walked into that one. That's on her, for thinking her thoughts out loud, instead of translating to something more straightforward. She has no one to blame but herself.

"... Right. Um." How does she word this in a way that will not get another unhelpful answer... "Can fairies do anything with their emotion sense, besides telling what emotions people are feeling?"

"Well, you need your emotion sense to know what emotion you're feeding on."