She smiled, in spite of the situation. "Ya know? I heard the same thing. About always going left. Although I used to think that was just a way to choose the shortest line at Disneyland." Anyway, she shrugged. "But with the Fae, there really aren't a lot of cheatcodes."

Remembering her manners, she offered him a hand, intentionally veering to his arm that didn't look like it was all kinds of messed up. "I'm Diana," she said. "Diana Abel. A-B-E-L. As in, 'Caine, and dot, dot, dot...'"

God, she still introduced herself that way. And immediately hated herself for a it a little bit, every time.

"I've only been here a couple of months, so I'm not really a Faerie expert. But I figure we probably got a better chance if we stick together, ya know?"