"Work things out?" she repeated and gave him a most-innocent look, all wide grey eyes and slightly parted lips. Then she pursed her mouth and dropped her gaze to study the table-top. With the perfect air of discomfort, she traced a dainty finger across the formica - lines and squiggles and stars. She worried her lower lip for an instant and then glanced up as she offered him a shrug.

She really was a fantastic little actress.

"I don't know. Mab and I worked well enough together when the children were taken but that was different. I was doing it for the kids, not for her. It was just easier to let her take charge... Like always. But her and Oberon..." Another small shrug. "They've both been very unkind to me."