There is a lot of magic in the somewhere else. Also plants, lots of those. He has a pretty soft landing in a bed of something pachysandra-like.

Wow that's a lot of magic. There's magic in the air—it's literally everywhere, it moves a bit when he moves and it seems to be sorta shaped around the plants and the ground—

He stands up, dusts himself, and looks at the place he presumably came from. No hint of the mirror image of that weird phenomenon. Hmm.

Well, what else is there around him? Other than, apparently, magic literally everywhere.

There is a small magic flying person, over there! He is about two feet tall and has fluffy brown moth wings and brown skin and brown hair. And, if Kaede squints, telekinesis.

...what.

He... walks over to the small magic flying person? How can a person be magic that's bizarre what is this.

The small magic flying person hears him and spins midair and lands abruptly. He blinks. "Oh! I didn't see you there. Hello. I'm Fortune."

"Hiya. I'm Kaede." Click. "It's a fascinating pleasure to meet you."

Fortune smiles upon him. Well, up at him. "Likewise, likewise, don't do anything. Except breathe. I guess you can talk. Don't yell though. Follow me."

He flaps fluffy moth wings and goes off in a different direction than he was heading before.

...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

He follows (of course) and breathes (thank the gods) and says, "What's going on? What did you do?"

"I'm gonna sell you to Thorn. Well, trade you." He can also see what happened, sort of, if he looks. Apparently looking at things isn't doing things.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Okay okay panicking is not a productive course of action here—" My name? You can control me because you know my name?"

"Yup."

What horrible, terrifying magic—

"How?"

"I'm a fairy."

"Can all fairies do this if they discover humans' names?"

"Yeah."

Shit shit shit shit okay what counts as doing things he can breathe he can talk he can walk he can look at things he can think he can—

—he can still bind spells. Okay.

"Why do you want to sell me to Thorn?"

"He's got somebody I want more than some random mortal."

...random mortal, so the person he wants is not a random mortal, are they immortal? Are fairies immortal? Nonhuman, anyway, so the name thing doesn't work only on humans?

"Fairies are immortal?" he asks, to confirm that guess.

"Congratulations."

It works on fairies, so a fairy can command anyone whose name they have—Fortune is probably a nickname. Shit. Okay, if he ever escapes this he'll need one and also to get the fuck out of this horrible place.

Can he actually cast spells? Casting is just performing the action he's bound a spell to, it's not an extra thing in addition to that, as long as he has a spell bound to an action and enough mana performing that action casts it—he'll bind the tiniest, most stupid spell he can to moving his foot just so, all it'll do is make the air around his nose a bit chillier—works—

"And you think Thorn would rather have a random mortal than whoever it is you want?"

"Yeah."

He could blow this fairy up. He has enough mana, if he's smart about this. But then—he looks—that order wouldn't go away, he'd still be ordered to follow and not yell and only be allowed to talk and to breathe—he could erase his name from his own memory but not from the fairy's, doing mental magic on other people costs way more mana than he has—can he break the claim directly?—no, he can't directly manipulate any magic at all, that counts as doing something—he suspects he wouldn't be able to anyway, this looks extremely insistent and like it'll be there for as long as the fairy knows his name, that's a property of the fairy himself, he can't change that—that's not all, there's more to it, but he'd have to look more to figure it out—

"Why?"

"She's not his type. Everybody likes mortals, though, you're hard to come by."

"...likes? To do what?"

"I don't know, I've never kept one."