Faun had always been a perceptive girl. Even before she had been taken, in a distant life she knew she had lived but could no longer remember, she was sharp as a tack, always aware of when something had been bothering her friends and there to offer help. As Faun, the girl's natural shrewdness had been translated into preylike hypervigilance, but those traits remained deeply-rooted in her psyche. Gray's reaction to her master's moniker was not missed, nor was the way Red's hand brushed his furred forearm. She winced inwardly, wondering if they had had a previous run-in with the Fae doctor. She nodded confirmation at his question, face somber.<b>"The same." </b>Perhaps then, it made sense why she was carrying such odd reagents, things that someone like her should have had no business having.<br/><br/>Something seemed to pass between the two, but she couldn't guess at it was--pity, most likely, or mistrust now that they knew what kind of Fae she served. She was surprised to find herself desperately hoping that it wasn't the latter, that they weren't about to abandon her for it. How long had it been since someone was genuinely friendly towards her, since she had been able to behave like a person<i>,</i>instead of an obedient, biddable beast? She had missed just<i>talking</i>to people, she realized.<br/><br/>Rather than excuse themselves or berate her, however, Red instead offered for the two of them to escort her back to the keep. She blinked, caught off-guard by the offer, but seeing the wisdom in it. The woods were treacherous even to one used to navigating the Faerie wilderness, and they raised a valid point about the recent ogre incursion.<b> "Knowing my luck," </b>she said with a weary, self-deprecating smile,<b>"if I were to go back on my own, I'd end up running into the two I ran afoul of today, with the rest of their gang in tow."</b>She tugged her satchel higher up on her shoulder, looking at them both in turn. "<b>The keep moves on its own, but it's not very far away at the moment. It...would probably be best, though, if you left me once we were out of the woods. I'll be sorry to see you go, but the Doctor doesn't care for interruptions, and the last thing I want after how kind you've been is to land you in trouble with the likes of him."</b>