"What does that mean?"

"It'd mean you'd have to do what I told you."

"What are you?"

"I'm a shore pixie."

"How would having my name make me your vassal? Is that a general property of your species?"

"Yes."

"I am not a shore pixie. Why does this affect me?"

"Because I am."

"Is it possible for you to become a vassal of someone?"

"Yes."

"How many vassals do you have?"

"One."

"You want to show me where they are."

He takes off again.

She follows.

He leads her to a little house at the edge of a lake. "She's in there."

"How extensive is your control over a vassal?"

"She has to do what I say and not do what I say not to, but if her other masters were here they could do the same thing."

"Is she currently under any orders?"

"Yes."

"You want to tell me what they are."

"I don't remember them all," he says sadly. "And she probably has leftovers from her last master."

"You want to walk in with me and lift any orders that would prevent her from speaking to me."

Inside.

Inside! The leaf-winged girl in there is surprised by Occlus's general demeanor more than by her presence.

"She can talk to you," Yellow tells Occlus.

"You want to stand quietly facing the wall," she tells Yellow.

"Do you take vassals as well?" she asks the girl.