At least they were comfortable.


Soon, there was a knock at the door.

After she was done getting changed she said.
"Come in!" She said putting her second glove on.

The door creaked open, and Tansy entered, smiling. "Good evening, Amelia Chase. How do you feel today?"

"I little tired... I couldn't sleep. And you can just call me Lia if you want?" She suggested, finally getting the glove comfortable.

The satyr girl spotted Amelia's phone and yelped, and in one fantastic bound, leaped as far away as she could from the device. "What is that?"

"What?" She said, looking over to where she was. "Oh this." She said picking it up. "Its called a cellphone, I use it in my world to contact others from far away. It's fairly useful to me, but I can't really use it in this world." She pointed out.

"It stinks of iron!" Tansy stared at her with huge brown eyes, very slowly coming down from her perch. "You...you can hold it?" she whispered. "Without burning your flesh? Without poisoning your blood?"

"Uh... Yes?" She said a bit confused.

She shuddered. "Please, put it away. Forgive me, I did not wish to upset you. King Oberon has bid me keep you company until Elysium. Would you care to see more of the court?"

She put her phone down on the bed.
"Sure why not." She didn't want to... But she knew she had too.