"No!" the Ringmaster snaps, getting back up onto her rock and crossing her arms. "If you leave now, you're just going to tell everyone some gossipy nonsense without any context. Come sit. Now!"

The Ringmaster has closed her eyes into a determined pout, turning her head away from Yuya as she waits expectantly. The Summer Maiden looks at the Ringmaster, a small smile ghosting across her face. Then, she sits at the rock across from the other fae, straitening her dress.

"This is Yuya," the Ringmaster introduces, stiffly. "He's the one that got stabbed in the soul the other day."

"A pleasure to meet you, Yuya," the Summer Maiden says, obviously playing along at this point, entertaining the Ringmaster's tantrum.