She lands in a nearby tree, relaxes her wings, and peers at the source of the sound.
"Poor mortal." She pats him on the back where wings would be if he had any. "Pity you're too big for me to carry around."
"That would be so fun. But, oh well. I've survived not having wings for this long, I'll get by."
"That'd be bad. I mean, I still have to go to college, and also I'd need to buy food and things on days that weren't Halloween."
"It's true. But... still. And you were going to try to bring me some technological things, weren't you?"
"Yes, but getting you permanent internet access would be difficult, even if it works perfectly. Unless you make a little tiny gate that no one will notice so I can string a cable through it, or something."
"And then it has to be up all the time and be nice and out of the way where it won't get rained on or something so you can look at cat videos to your heart's content."
"It's - that's a joke. Um. The internet has a surprising number of captured moments of cats. Cats being a pet that mortals like to keep, if you don't have them here."
"We might have cats. There aren't a lot of animals here and a great many of those are cursed fairies, but we might have cats somewhere."
"Sure. If you don't like someone you turn them into a snail or a magpie or something and they will tend to be much less trouble to you until they can figure out how to get uncursed."
"You're the ones who die. I think that's horrific. And you don't even have to annoy anyone for it to happen!"
"That'd be nice," he says, wistfully. "If you can get my dad and sister, too, I'd miss them."
"If I can manage it I'll immortalize anybody who wants to come here where sorcery works to get it done and who isn't really unappealing to have around forever."