He hummed, and flickered his wings much more slowly now that he was resting on a relatively comfortable shoulder. He watched, as one by one more people came out. The darkly skinned man addressed him, presented a name; others presented names as well. So, not wanting to be impolite--can one imagine such a thing, an impolite Fae?--he was quick to add his own. "This one is La'Cael'Rah," one should note that between each of those three clear and easily speakable portions of his name, there were portions of bird song that would be very difficult for the uninitiated to properly pronounce. "Although if you don't speak the language, you can just call me Cael," His name was pronounced like the sail of a boat.<br/><br/>As quickly as he seemed to get comfortable, the naked little ball of light darted off of the womans shoulder, did a circle around the darkly skinned man. "Thunderhooves! Thunderhooves!" He seemed to cheer, apparently amused by the name. "Hmm, light, me? Maaaaybe. But, mortals asking for favors from us Fae should observe the proper decorum, and offer gifts. Berries are nice. Berries are best gift! Especially blueberry," Quiet, just for a moment, though as the Fae took off again, flying towards the slab, he started speaking again.<br/><br/>"Well, maybe I can accept an offering later and be a light now. But, that's a privilege, you know! I don't know why we're here. It's terribly rude. I don't like rude people. I will curse the rude people, and make them turn into ducks for a whole month!" Of course, the Faerie has no clue what it is that has imprisoned them, or whether or not he'd reclaim his magic. He's mostly just a little pissed off, and is expressing that frustration and anger. "And then they might get hunted, and eaten," He continued to comment as he landed on the slab, and walked up and down it, leaving behind an insignificantly small trail of glittering wing-dust in his wake.<br/><br/>"Oh!" He paused at one spot of the slab, and kneeled down on it. He knocked on it, and stared at the material intensely. "Puck, Puck, Puck! That explains everything," He said, clearly not explaining anything at all.