Avan continues giving Popp the cold-yet-physically-supportive shoulder as he so carefully weaves the tiny stems back into place. Instead he turns his attention to directing Thistledown away from the subject of trades and onto more inconsequential matters. Does she like the color of the flowers on her garland? What are her favorite games on offer? Any foods she would recommend they try while they're here?

When he's done, she repays him with a kiss to the cheek before fluttering off, leaving him looking rather befuddled and some of the other pixies rather cross.