Jasmyne couldn't make sense of what the new party in the room had said. Her home couldn't be fey territory. Her grove had been in this region for centuries. "Re-purposed?" was the only thought that escaped her lips. The fey had their own magic they couldn't have a use for witches.<br/><br/>As the fey who had just hired her spoke up she felt her panic lessen, although she wasn't pleased with him mentioning her little sparking habit. Reaching for a rune engraved talisman she kept beneath the counter. At his recommendation of running and hiding she paused grabbing her  book of shadows, and her crystals book she moved through the break in the counter. Removing a bracelet from her wrist as she moved in an arch around the other fey to his side, one bead lost its red glow turning silver. Stopping beside him she held it out and softly spoke "when it turns pink you're near me. If it turns green you've lost me." she said waiting for him to take it before she ducked out the door and headed for home to grab the bag she kept for travels.