Quinta was finding it hard  to pay much attention to her surroundings.  The way the Fae looked at her was disconcerting.  Even if the odd woman had been clothed, Quinta would have responded to it.  She forced herself to break eye contact and stepped back slightly.  This whole affair reeked of magic, and that was Fiera's department.  "I'm all right, " she said to the elf, more than a bit shakily, "Those eyes are weird, the talons scary, but my oh my, the rest of her!"