A small figure wanders into the path of a streetlight. She is looking around unhappily. She looks like an eight year old with costume angel wings, until one of the wings extends and shakes itself and then refolds against her back.

"So lost!" she complains. "Door won't do place!"

Door won't... maybe she's lost her ability to transition, somehow? He still doesn't know if this creature will be evil or not, but he can't imagine putting her back in the Nevernever would do much harm.

"Do you need to get back to the Nevernever? I can open a gate for you."

"Back what? Need going nice bar or a Jane world. Gate go there?"

"I don't know who Jane is, and while I know some nice bars, I don't think they serve portals to your homeworld. You don't know what the Nevernever is?"

"No-o..."

"Am angel. Like Mommy." Flutter.

"Is home, probably. Am lost."

Ari sighs. "Do you have something of hers? I can find her for you, if you do."

Pen peers at herself. "Uuuum. My clothes my shoes my bracelets." Headshake. There's also an opal-looking thing embedded in her forearm, but it doesn't look like it would come off or is likely to belong to her mommy.

"Dooooon't think you can," she says consideringly. "Am safed."

Ari raises his eyebrows. "Do you mind if I test it?"

"How do?" she asks.

"Well, I have a pin. If you're warded against that, I can make up a little spell to just take a bit right out of you. Or if you don't want me pricking you."

"Spell maybe do work, depends how wishes know it," muses Pen. "Do that, no pins, ew pins."

He hums for a moment, thinking in proto-Germanic.

"Okay, got it." He takes out a tissue and says a few words.

The tissue turns bloody; Pen scrunches her eyes shut.

"What? What?" asks Pen, opening her eyes.

"Uh, either your mommy is behind some... impossibly strong wards, or she's beyond the Outer Gates."

"Is another world," Pen points out reasonably. "Samaria. This world not even a Jane."