[ Good sense should have sent him running the other direction, like he'd promised Maelle he would. Good sense, maybe, but Gustave wasn't thinking about good sense right now. He was thinking about Maelle, and he was hoping these... fae weren't lying when they claimed to need them all and that they wouldn't let them all just kill each other in this maze before the night was over.

All of it could have been wishful thinking.

If this ended the same way, well, shame on him for trying, but Gustave wasn't going to tuck tail and run this time. He couldn't. ]

Hey. [ If there was time for pride, his voice was even enough to facing down this man who had wiped out almost everyone he knew in a matter of seconds. This man who... ] Listen to me. [ Less of a command and more of just an appeal. Father to... whoever this man was. Surely he'd had children once (and oh, the irony...) ] Leave her alone. Let her live or I'll find a way to make our time [ and he gestures around, at this maze, for the general sense of this imprisonment by the fae ] here? As hard for you as I can figure out how to make it.

[ Threatening this guy wasn't good sense either, but in case the nice part didn't work, it might have been worth a shot. ]