Feeling and seeing the Earth Nymph come, Aisling relaxed only slightly. None of Fall would allow her injury, wary against the Fall King's retribution. Giving a short bow, her groceries jangled again, as she says nothing but moves on. Heading back to the Court of Fall. It was little good to talk to Fae, and the foolish fairy that had threatened her was little threat now. Her knowledge, thought not much, was extremely useful when dealing with the Fair Folk. Know what to say, when to say... More importantly was what not to.