"In the mortal world the buildings are made of stone, and there are wondrous machines called cars. And I smell of one mortal in particular. My love," he replied, quite content to let the small pixie hitch a ride on him. It did not surprise him in the least that Winter tired quickly. He didn't think Aspid would let him fly freely much, if at all. Not with that chain on his ankle.

"You will see when we get there. Do you know how to obfuscate yourself from mortal eyes? Did he ever allow you to try using a glamour to do that?"