She's absolutely fascinated by the water horse, though, despite her idiotic nature, she hasn't gotten closer to it.

He took her hand and said, "Close your eyes," he told her, "and just walk."

Ash shrugged, sharpening his sword. "Plotting on how I'm going to kill that idiot."

Virgil walk up to ash"Kill what idiot"he asked Roman,Thomas,Logan and Patton behind him

She looks away and follows him.

"Robin Goodfellow," Ash replied

They shrink and go into the tiny door. They stood in a cozy, round room, the walls made of smooth redwood, the floor covered with mossy carpet. A flat rock on three stumps served as a table in the center of the room, displaying berries the size of soccer balls. A rope ladder hung on the far wall, and when someone looked to where it led there were dozens of insects crawling on the walls or hovering in the air high above them, for the trunk extended farther than either of them could see. Each bug was the size of a cocker spaniel, and they glowed a luminescent yellow-green.

She stares at it all in awe.

"oh"he said graping his friends and teleporting them to his dad"hey dad"

"You've been renovating, Twiggs," Puck said, sitting on a bundle of furs that passed for a couch. The head of the squirrel was still attached to the skin. "This place was barely a hole in the tree when I saw it last."
Twiggs looked pleased. He was their height now--actually, they were more his height--and up close he smelled of cedar and moss. "Yes, I've grown quite fond of it," Twiggs said, going over to the table. He picked up a knife and split a berry into thirds, arranging the pieces on wooden plates. "Still, I might have to move soon. The dryads whisper to me, tell me dark things. They say parts of the wyldwood are dying, vanishing more every day. No one knows what's causing it."
"You know what's causing it," Puck said, draping the squirrel tail over his lap. "We all do."

The King looked up. "What?"

"hey that's a great welcome back dad"he said patton,Logan, and Roman bowed thomas stood behind virgil