Marric's eyes widen as the little woman practically appears from nowhere in front of him, and takes a step back instinctively. Then his brain catches up to his eyes, and he lowers his guard... a little, anyway.<br/><br/>"Oh... um.... evenin', ma'am." He says, bowing his head slightly and touching his forehead with two fingertips. "It is a bit on the late side, ain't it?"<br/><br/>At the mention of bathing in the pixies' water, the man takes an instinctive away from the pool's edge... something about that grin and tone of voice making him think that he might not want to come into contact with it until he knows what it does.<br/><br/>"Nah, I'm not here to take a bath... Just lookin' for some flowers, ma'am." He pulls out the help-wanted poster, holding up a lantern to illuminate the word "Moonbloom" for the faeries to see. "A man in town asked for these Moonbloom things, an' I figured I'd come take a look while the moon was still up."