Hushed Willows Late At Night — You’ll Find Me Creeping

He left rather casually, with a half-assed apology in Fionn's books. Men. Always making things difficult for the faeries, and he, one of them, had learned long ago to humble himself for the protection of women. Why did these brutes go waltzing around wherever they pleased? He wasn't sure if they ought to follow, and paid Lumiya a questioning glance, looking for her approval. But under his breath he muttered to her, I don't know why this keeps happening, exasperated.