Still blushing, Emerald gives the drow a shy smile.<br/><br/>"Thanks, still feel like blending into the wood work?"  She asks as she holds on. It was scary how fast they changed back to their fairy counterparts. Without passing out or being led to a gate. "So, we got a fairy to look for."<br/><br/>She looked around for the lay of the land, wondering where they were in relation to where they had been. The Satyr could have done a lot more than feel her ass up, she thought grumpily. Like a guide book or map maybe.