It was true! Horrifyingly true. He did not immediately respond to her, because horrifying violence was occurring around him, and the pacifistic Fae simply did not know how to cope with such things.  But, perhaps he makes up for it in his expediency in following her order, when it is given.<br/><br/>With nothing more than a twitch of the wings, he seemed to all-together disappear. But, a few blinks of the eyes later, the Fae was right back where he was, cape in hand.  He had just sort of 'blinked' from one spot to another, grabbed the cape, and 'blinked' back. That must be handy magic; though it could also be worrisome. Though none know it, his range is sadly quite limited, elsewise he'd have fled this horribly filthy place, which he was certain only the Dark Fae could truly enjoy.<br/><br/>Oddly enough, the cape may very well look cleaner than it had ever been, though he did not appear to do anything to it. He even held it open, and seemed ready to wrap it around her if she wished it, because maybe, he decided, if he was really eager and made her feel happy, she'd release him. Sadly, the Fae may be too optimistic for his own good.