I don't know if you're familiar with the fae, but they can be pretty vindictive when they feel as if they'd been cheated from a spectacle. [Don't worry little cat woman, S'rei's keeping a close eye on the weeping woman. Mae's hollering neither entices her closer nor shakes her from her weeping stupor, so either she's disinclined to engage or is waiting for them to get closer to her for whatever reason. Nefarious ones, probably.

S'rei's tail lashes in fierce thought before he makes an executive decision, turning the spear over his shoulder to hold it more securely against his side, taking a few steps forward.] You can stay back. I'll see if she's dangerous.