N'emea listened to the speeches, starry nights how her sister and brother fae loved to hear the sounds of their own voices. She preferred the sound of metal clanging, the beating of her hearts, the rush of blood in her ears during those uncertain moments of combat, of chasing prey. The education comment stings, ever so slightly. She knows what she is, an aberration to the Fae, As much as she revels in it, she's as shamed by it as well.<br/><br/>At the sight of that rapier, her own had been drawn in a flash, her reflexes on par with any member of any court, the Fae metal glinting in the lights that flutter away. Before turning back. "To hunt your prey...to find them..an adventure by any sort, but your justice, Winter justice..." her voice hisses in a trailed off manner that voices her displeasure, and makes it known.<br/><br/>As the Winter disappears, she simply stares for a moment, before swiping her sword through the empty space where she was. It served no purpose but to make her feel better, before sheathing her sword back at her side with a soft slide of metal. The air warming considerably after the Winters departure, even as she taps a boot along the ground, pondering her next move.<br/><br/>"Grandfather, what would you do in this situation Hmmm? You would probably laugh and smile and know exactly where to turn..your friends would help. I've none of these things in the mortal world, fewer still in the Fae. So where to start Grandfather?" Her foot slides along the asphalt some more, sliding through the rapidly melting slush "Friends.."<br/><br/>It was obvious now, the wizard, whoever this person was it was not one that she had heard of, she had yet to cross paths with the mortal creature, but he must have friend within the city. She had seen some things that would be of interest to a wizard. The answer was was startlingly simple as she danced a tiny jig, and set off running in leaps and bounds, headless of the toxic substance she was skirting between, her gloves and clothes protecting her from the light contact she made even as she dashed towards the city proper, fangs gleaming.<br/><br/>She would go shopping.