A slow smile spread across her face. "Nicely stated." She murmured, rare praise. "Will it be enough, do you think?"

She tapped her lower lip thoughtfully with one opalescent nail as she looked at the girl. "I very much look forward to seeing what you can accomplish." And if she could learn to reopen doors that would be all the better. Perhaps there would be opportunity to shape things properly. She lifted her hand as though to touch Abigail though she paused to give the child time to make it clear touch was uninvited and unwanted. Like a human to a stray cat. Abigail was under the protection of a seelie, Mab would not break the rules of those under who's invitation she attended, at least in this, Abigail could be certain she would not be harmed. But Mab could be a little touchier than some people were comfortable with.