“You're wondering if you have to prey on humans, if you can survive by drinking the blood of animals or other creatures. You're hoping you won't have to kill people to live. Am I right?”

“You're Oberon's blood." A cool note of amusement colored his voice. "Of course you can dance.”

“I have to be on top of my game if I'm going to kill things for you, right?”

“Really?" i stared at him, surprised. "You're going to Tir Na Nog? Why?""I told you before, I am looking for someone.""Who?""You ask a wearying amount of questions, human."-Grimalkin”

“If you're new, then perhaps you've seen it. Have you seen it, by chance?”I frowned. “It?”“Yes. It.”“It...what?” I asked cautiously, facing the old faery again. “What are you looking for?”“I don't know.” She sighed heavily, seeming to shrink in on herself. “I don't remember. I just know I lost it. You haven't seen it, have you?”“No,” I told her firmly. “I haven't seen it.”“Oh.” The old creature sighed again, shrinking down a little more. “Are you sure? I thought you might have seen it.”“So, anyway,” Puck broke in, before the conversation could go in another circle.”

“I glanced at Puck. "You take one, I'll get the other?""You're on Ice-boy.”

“It was almost better to be caught by the hungry, soulless vampires; the most they would probably do was drink your blood and leave you to die. Humans were capable of far, far worse.”