[Mab shrugs off the first question. She has enjoyed being unmoored and has missed the sense of being connected in turn. This state is new and unfamiliar, and she's enjoyed the chaos that Oni has taken occasional part in, both sheltered by the sense of this other place.]

You're female, attractive, and novel. This close to spring you could be treated as a goddess for a long as you like. Or at least another few months.

[Mab considers the cold incredible room of indulgence and picks out something in a Ben and Jerry's label that has never been available to human suppliers.] Your day sounds unpleasant. Clearly you needed to come share in the feast.