"Try being a changeling!" Peter says with false cheer. "Well, you are safe now, we just need to wait until tomorrow morning and then you can leave safely."

"...seriously?"

"Well, they'll need to think we slept together, but they only really need to think that."

"...I was gonna."

"Trust me, you're lovely and I wouldn't mind going out for a few drinks. After you're properly rescued."

She folds her arms. "This is ridiculous."

"Yeah, I am sorry."

"...so what, I just wait here?"

"Well, yes. If you have better ideas I am all ears. But the fairies are not going to leave you alone if you go out there."

She sighs and sits on the bed.

"Sorry for that mess. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Shrug. "Don't think so."

"Questions? Preferences?"

Another shrug.

"Okay, do you want a book? Or maybe just for me to shut up and sleep?"

"I don't know I was incredibly horny and kissing a cute hot boy and now I'm some—some maiden in need of rescuing or something."

"If it helps, fair folk are totally equal opportunity abductors."

"...yeah, what's your story?"

"Got taken as a baby."

"...why?"

"Have you ever wanted a puppy?"

"...yeah?"

"Well, fairies want babies instead."

"You're pulling my leg."

"Or maybe it's more like dolls? The other day I went out to meet a friend and the fairy that raised me dressed me in a full tuxedo for the occasion. So I could enjoy fine food truck dinning with a classy outfit."