Truth be told, if she ever wanted something, she would rather go to a female fae. Despite being, well, friends with a number of male fae, she thought the warmth would be much, much better.

She gives Mab a watery smile. "You're wonderful," she told her honestly, green eyes still shiny with tears. Half an hour was all she'd really need, then she needed to get back home. Start figuring out a way to break this curse.