I think she's more archfae than actual witch, at least as we know them. [she stifles a shudder, thinking of certain hags and their deals] She's very much out of place and time to everything. And, uh. It shows. In her behaviour.

Hard. [she lets her shoulders sink, gaze hooded, tucked close to her brother's side. Would that he'd been there for that thrice-damned ship -- yet she's so very glad he wasn't.] I--don't really want to talk about it right now. This has been a good day, and I'd still like to enjoy the night.

[she can't help but smile as he kisses her hair, before laughing gently] Percival said the same when he joined me. I don't know quite how well it did, or didn't, go, but I was very happy to see him. And now, you! Even if I wouldn't wish this on either of you. [she looks up at him] Have you run into him yet? He has a new friend with us at the moment.