Better to be safe than sorry, she'd learned a long time ago.

The words came again, before she could even process the words fully. "Yeah- that's all I've been able to say. Completely true." And when most of her dealings were in lies? It was a very dangerous thing to be forced to tell the truth. Even white lies, the most common ones she used, or vague truths were right out.

Expecting the worst when Mab asked her what she preferred to be called, Nancy was shocked that she didn't have to say the truth. A look of relief passed over her pale features and she exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Emma," she said, going with the name that she'd given Redbright. May as well keep her stories straight while she could. If Mab was indeed fae, there was a chance she knew her foster father. But a woman as beautiful as the one across from her probably had very little to do with an ugly, low-ranking member of the Unseelie court.

"You can call me Emma. And you are?"