Rita sighs. She did warn him... but if he's here now, there's nothing that can be done about that.

She shakes her head at his next question. "It's from yesterday." Lifting one arm to show, she slides her sleeve back a bit, showing him her forearm. The arm itself has already been cleaned and bandaged... though it's possible to determine that she has several puncture wounds in a coiling pattern around said arm, where a thorn-covered vine grabbed her. "Had some trouble with a certain other fae."