Mab puffed out a breath and reached out to pat the girl's hand. "It would be foolish of you not to." It was almost dismissive. "You have not told me anything I was not able to determine on my own. An unfortunate failure against your curse though." Comical or not, Mab did not laugh at Nancy.

She tapped her free finger on the rim of her own glass of water and it re-chilled, glass frosting over.