The shivering is noted, but Astronema just tucks that away for later consideration.

"Well," she seems pretty amused, flicking the last of the sparks off her fingers, "you just got your free will back, and that always feels weird."

She'd certainly know.

"But I did tell the boys," yes, the Jersey Devil and the Manananggal are 'the boys', "to wait for me back inside, and I'd hate to keep them waiting."

She's not supposed to want to go back into that maze, she's pretty sure, and it looms just right... over there. Astronema's itching to get back to prowling the twisting, nearly pitch-dark paths.

(If the Fae think they're fucking with her, they're very wrong.)

"So," with a grin that includes a flash of her teeth for the first time around him, "I'm getting back to it. Have fun out here!"

And here's Astronema's teleport, the same bright purple energy suffusing her form and then she's just... gone.