#anywhere

"Well, my bad luck sharing one with an elf, right? Maybe I wouldn't have popped without him,"

"It's possible that the damage Mister JErk did to your fae spirit made it hard to break out on your own... so, its.. good that Arthur took arty near you. Selfish of me as that is to say"

"I don't wanna talk about him."

"But, still, like - the sidhe are in charge, and they're, like, princes? So..." A shrug.

"We won't talk about him.." She says "And, there are some commoner nobles, even above knight, they're just rare." A beat "There's a baroness in Rivervale who is a troll, only she prefers Chieftain. ANother troll Chieftain in Dark gate"

"Come to think of it, we trolls tend to do pretty well in some areas" Kind of proud there "Probably a Nocker baron somewhere"

Snort!

"Look about sidhe, you've not met a bad one yet, I mean, they all are political animals, and can push buttons and blow your mind with how good they look, but there are some of them awho are down right abusive. I knew one. I hope you never me one. Don't assume that every guy or gal you meet who looks like a Tolkien elf always cares about you. "

"But... the castle's okay?"

"Is now," She nods "And I'll look after you. So will willy. She maybe a douchenozzle somedays, but she's the other nocker around there and she has an obligation to fill you in. I have to tell you, nocker culture is not my strong point, but they take the piss out of each other regularly and it seems to be how they communicate. They're like Yiddish Brittish Bostonian mixes"

"I don't have to go to her for EVERYTHING, right?"

"Oh sweet Christopher Columbus with his balls in a blender, no" She assures

"You ain't half-bad yourself."

"Thanks, I'm Indigenous, at least in this life, and let's just say Columbus isn't much beloved by most Native Americans."

"Willy will teach you some nocker stuff, but more general changeling stuff I and Dee can probably help you. The Baron and Baroness call the shots though and if you feel mistreated you can go to them but they won't always agree. And you really need to meet Marigold.." A grin "I mean, my mom. She lives to help"

"Right! Adoption!"

"yeah.. excited about that. Weird right?"

"Why weird? Oh no, you want to have a furkin' mom. What a weeeeeeeeeeeeirdo."

"Well, I'm.. pretty old for it.. " A blush\

She shrugs, and sets the can on the coffee table. "Have at it, glowbugs."

"So, like - moms don't STOP being moms when you graduate high school."

The Nevers descend on the soda! ("Wheeeeeeeee")

"True.. mabe one day she'll be a grandma" A sad smile .

She saves her own soda for herself

"You want kids? Me, I want a cat. Kid brother is enough."

"NOt for awhile but..well, if I DO , I hope they get to know their grandma." A pause "You want a cat?" A shake of herh ead "Cats are very hard to train"

"Can't have either in the apartment. Cats or dogs."

"But I think a cat would do okay, but dogs need a yard."

"Tell you what, how would you like to work with me working with Muppet?"

"Does everybody gotta do dog and horse stuff?"

"Nah... I mean, it's best you learn some basics, but sounds like they want to support your artistic side"

"Dogs are loud."

"Muppet's quiet.. for a dog" A nod "Oh..we have falcons and hawks too"

"Yeah, Lavender was saying on part 47 of the tour."

"oo you had Lavender.. she introduced you to EVERY horse, didn't she?"

"EVERY horse."

"Probably named their grandparents too.. yeah, sorry, we love our animals. For me, it's the dogs. For her, the horses, and satyrs aren't as reserved as a rule"

"Goatlegs is alright."

"She's okay" A nod "never expected to be a peer to a knight though"

"So if you're a knight, you aren't a commoner, right?"

"I'm a commoner noble,, I suppose, which sounds like an oxymoron but what it means is I'm a non sidhe with a title. Don't worry, you don't have to call me dame or whatever when we're not in some court ceremony if you prefer not to. You've got enough to worry about without crap about that"

"Gotta get used to Gladiola."

"Me too, but it honors the Lady Dahlia, I never met her save.. once in a way..."

"But the flower names are a tradition, one we don't have to take up, but ... it showed to me that I CHOSE Silverwolf. Even when I Didn't have to"

"Who is Lady Dahlia? Hey, what was th'furk you were saying about memories? What's the deal?"

"Lady Dahlia was the baron's first wife, a kinian, she had some fae blood but wasn't fae spirited"

"She died awhile back" A sigh

"Before Baroness Nadeen?"

"Long before her. Before me I showed up.. it's.. complicated, and tragic. And it has more than one person making terrible mistakes. I.. it's not something we share lightly but, you're one of us now , Silver wolf so... " And she tells her. Mind you, her version leans towards the Baron being more sympethic, but it doesn't hid his arrogance.. and Calanthe might be highlighted as extra cruel blaming a child... and she certainly portrays the Dicctum as flat out mind control over dancia shooting at the Baroness Nadeen.

Well, Thistle is fascinated.