[Of course she does actually then take off after him, and after a moment of exasperation at his luck, he's about to continue fleeing—but then he hears her question.
... Wait, what?
Slightly faltering moments of invisibility or not, he's sure he's not identifiable right now. There's no way she knows it's him, surely? Unless—no, definitely not. So she must be making some kind of assumption about the state of whoever's been making her job difficult... which isn't a great idea when it comes to most fairies, in his opinion.
A higher-pitched voice is the one that reaches Karin's ears through the rain, though not from the direction the Fae actually hovers.]
no subject
... Wait, what?
Slightly faltering moments of invisibility or not, he's sure he's not identifiable right now. There's no way she knows it's him, surely? Unless—no, definitely not. So she must be making some kind of assumption about the state of whoever's been making her job difficult... which isn't a great idea when it comes to most fairies, in his opinion.
A higher-pitched voice is the one that reaches Karin's ears through the rain, though not from the direction the Fae actually hovers.]
You're awfully generous, aren't you?