"This was at the ball, I think the anonymity of it was a part of it." Hey Abby's being serious, it would work better if she was sitting up instead of with her legs draped over one of the chair's arms, her head resting on the other. "Like- the Feywilds were fun, I loved it there. It was pretty and they had amazing booze. Everyone seemed nice while we were living there."

This is where the other shoe has to drop, that part of her that has trust issues. She did not think for a second when the invite came that it wasn't sus. Like- how could she, not with what explanation they got over the Feywilds from the Military. "Why did they invite us in? You don't shut the world out for a few hundred years and then decide to let in guests without wanting something, right? Especially if you shut out the world because of a fuckin' genocide."

It didn't help the Free Cities let them go because it was a chance to spy on the Fey.