Hushed Willows Pick a place to die where it's high and dry

Loinnor, despite his ego, found the staring a little weird. He'd been marveled at before, and he had loved it, but when eyes were on him for long enough he got a little annoyed. With a grumpy look did he flutter in front of Lumi, giving poor Eilonwy a death-stare as to intimidate her.

The fae grinned as she saw the girl's thoughts sink in, now pretty sure she was on drugs. Lumi had dabbled in weeds before and found them enjoyable once in a while, but did not crave for it often. She supposed everyone was different, and she had no right to police their habits unless they were clearly hurting someone else - or themselves. Lumi shook her head with a soft chuckle, saying calmly; Not just yet — I only just found this place. There was no way for you to know. She assured sweetly in her melodious voice.

Lumi had become quite confident about her recruiting skills, especially after her successes, and wasn't shy about it anymore. I would hate for you to lose your comfortable, little palace — How about you stay with us? The question was bold, especially for Lumi, but there was no stopping a dedicated, motivated faerie.