"Hey, hey--" Yuya springs to his feet, almost jumping in front of her as he crouches to her level and reaches quickly for her hands. He hopes, if he can grab them, that the squeezing gesture is enough to get her to stop and listen to him.

"It's okay. No one's getting hurt from this..." Well, except maybe Iggy. "You remember when we visited the Summerlands. right? I got to speak to her then, and she told me... I told him how she felt when she left the Summer Court. I guess some people Ignatius cared about left with her."

And he'd had a possibly distorted view why. It was a little crushing.