Cail looked at the faun. "Part of the problem? What does that mean?"
Puck rubbed a hand over his face. "Ach! Ye donna know!"
"Don't ye tell her!" Carrick snapped.
"Tell me what?" she asked the both of them. "What is going on?"
Puck produced a pipe and began puffing. "She needs t' know," he said to the brownie.
"Finvarra don' want her t' know!" Carrick exclaimed.
"Oh? And, what, she's supposed t' deal Red Caps continuously comin' for her?"
Cailleagh scrubbed at her eyes. "Hello! Still present!"
"She needs t' come t' conclusions herself!" Carrick protested.
Joey reached over and snatched the pipe from Puck's lips. "What are you talking about?"
Puck watched in horror as Joey tamped the ashes out. "The Fool!"
"Hey, watch it, pa
