['Fae' Lady]

You know what looks weird?

A quadruped dancing.

That's exactly what Maph is doing right now.

He isn't particularly elegant. But it DOES look like he's having fun bobbing and spinning and kicking up his feet. His fancy regalia jangles on him, leaving little glittering trails of golden sand that hangs in the air for a few moments before vanishing.

Honestly, he's pretty okay with the aelf fuming. That was, more or less, his whole objective here. Ruining the aelf's fun with this mortal pretending to be a faerie.

Is that petty and spiteful?

Probably.

But what are fae if not petty and spiteful?

"Hey you dance pretty good Midnight Magpie."

Oh come on, Maph, you aren't even trying.


[Observing]

Choir was watching again.

Some people moved from group to group. They would speak with one person, then soon move on to speak with another. Others stayed with the same people. If there were rules or order to the process, Choir was having difficulty determining it. Maybe this was what humans did in place of communion? They couldn't share their minds directly, so they required prolonged social contact. This made it difficult to guess what the 'right thing to do might be. For now... she would observe.